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So, what’s the deal? I’m wonderin’, how’s it feel—huntin’ for that? Kinda dirty, kinda thrillin’. Reminds me of Monty—last night of freedom, desperate, raw. “You had it all, and you threw it away!”—that’s me judgin’, maybe. I ain’t no saint, tho. Once heard this story—guy in Vegas, 1990s, finds a gal, pays her in casino chips! Chips! Can ya believe that? She took ‘em, too—capitalism, baby! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—world’s nuts.

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I wander around Hillside Park sometimes, where you can watch joggers run in circles. Yeah, circles! And don’t even get me started on the Cedar River. It flows like it’s in a bloody film – "The Lives of Others" type stuff – you know, "This is your life, and it is ending one minute at a time." Imagine that, a river with an existential crisis!

Where will all the waste go? King County’s only landfill expected to be completely full by 2040