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What pisses me off? The judgment, man. Folks out there pointin’ fingers, callin’ it dirty, but half of ‘em sneakin’ in at night—hypocrites! Makes my blood boil. But then, this one girl—Lola, she says—cracks a joke ‘bout her “shift bein’ overtime in hell,” and I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I nearly choke on my whiskey. She’s a gem, sharp as a tack, prolly smarter than me. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be all gloom, but nah, there’s heart here.

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Now, lemme spill a secret: There's a tiny, hidden park behind the old mill on River Rd. I call it my “quiet corner.” I sit there sometimes, just breathin’ in nature, feelin’ all my worries float away like little balloons. Totally like when Joy takes over Riley's heart – pure bliss. A lil’ whisper from my inner monologue goes, "Hey buds, this is the spot!"

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