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About San Diego

Me? I’d rather watch that horse stumble than dive too deep. It’s a transaction, sure, but damn—sometimes it hits you. That loneliness. That grind. “The wood’s all gone,” like the flick says—emptiness everywhere. Still, you laugh or you cry, right? So I crack jokes—call it “horse cart hookin’” in my head. Keeps me sane, motherfucker! What you think? You ever been down that road?

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I think what really sets Methuen apart is how real it is. It might seem gritty sometimes, with a few rough edges (sorry, not tryna diss, just sayin’), but its imperfections make it relatable. Families here, with their joys and heartbreaks, kind of mirror the daily dramas of “The Lives of Others.” They’re watched over by memories, secrets, and yes, even hope.

Methuen/Tewksbury falls in overtime to No. 15 Bishop Stang