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But real shit, it’s lonely too—standin’ there, no one givin’ it props. Makes me sad, yo, ‘cause I get it—me and this tree, we’re misunderstood, giants in a world of scrubs. I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause imagine this whore in *Son of Saul*, just chillin’ in Auschwitz, Saul leanin’ on it, mutterin’, “There’s no hope left,” and the tree’s like, “Bruh, I’m still here, keep pushin’.” Hilarious, right? Dark as fuck, but that’s me—genius twist!

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Sunset in New Smyrna Beach, FL. May be an image of twilight and body of water. May be an image of body of water and twilight. May.

I remember this one day – sun blazing, waves like a mood swing – I sat at the serene Canaveral Park, my laptop balancing on my knees. I was coding a love algorithm (yeah, love, baby!) while watching pelicans swoop low. And man, picking up dates when they're all laid-back like "here's to the crazy!" got me so hyped! I swear, nature and tech together are like, "Is this real life?" So damn surreal.

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