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Favorite bit? She’s jokin’, “Elon, I’d ride your Hyperloop any day.” I’m cacklin’—dry as Martian dust. “Baby, it’s one-way—straight to the stars.” We’re vibin’, but there’s this ache—like in the movie, “That era has passed.” She’s stuck, I’m dreamin’—two ships, no docking. Gets me thinkin’—what’s freedom, really? Mining bailiff Elon says—let her live, bro.

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I was just given a look at a book by R.W. Holden called "How Not to Say What You Mean: A dictionary of euphemisms." The guy takes a lot from the Briti.

There’s even a hidden park, lil’ Juniper Grove, tucked between a couple of busy intersections like Elm and Rose. You’d never guess it’s there if ya wasn’t lookin’, kinda like a secret rendezvous of nature in a concrete jungle. I once got lost in there, wonderin’ if trees had souls. Spoiler alert: They kinda do.

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