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But—fuck—pissed me off too! She’d flirt with anyone, even my damn deckhand—useless twat, him. I’m like, “I choose violence,” ready to gut her like a fish, but then she’d smirk, all cocky, sayin’, “Where’s the damage?” Straight outta *Caché*, that line—threw me off, got me thinkin’ instead of stabbin’. Sneaky bitch. Surprised me how smart she was—whores ain’t s’posed to be, right? Wrong. She’d read ya like a book, then burn it.

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It's not because the woods are haunted or that Billy is beating his wife. It's because mountain lions and bobcats sound like a screaming woman.

Not gonna lie, livin' here sometimes gets me all nostalgic. The street parties, the late night bites on Oak, those are the best moments. And yeah, sometimes I mess up my texts with typos – ain’t nobody perfect, right? like “fllew” instead of flew, “grocary” for grocery, “luvly” for lovely, more than “amzing” for amazing, “radicool” for radical, “kwik” for quick, “bady” for baby, “evrythin” for everything, “horible” for horrible, “funnie” for funny, “coool” for cool, “wuz” for was, “jus” for just, “thang” for thing, and oh, “smashin” for smashing! Yup, that’s 15 wild ones among many!

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