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Anyways, I’d suck at hagglin’—too nice, prolly overpay. “Here’s extra for donuts, sweetie!”—D’oh! Total Homer move. An’ *Certified Copy* vibes’d mess me up more—“Is this love or a transaction?” Ugh, brain hurts! I’d just bail, grab a beer, an’ watch the movie again. “The truth? What truth?”—that’s what the guy says, an’ I’m like, yeah, what truth indeed? Findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, too confusin’ for this Simpson!

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Come in from the NW, and get on the ridge there, such that you can see the dream catcher tree. I ALWAYS see a badger under the dream catcher.

I tell ya, bein’ a pleasure coach here means I get to notice every lil’ detail. Once I found a tiny mural on a side alley near Primrose Lane—colors so loud, they’d make you holler “lawd have mercy!” That moment, I felt connected, like every stroke was a part of our collective story, ya know? Yup, that’s just how we roll in Badger.

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