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But then—THEN—she drops this bomb: “You look like a nervous accountant.” Me! Larry freakin’ David! I’m insulted, I’m yellin’ in my head, “I’m a legend, lady!” But I laugh—cackle, really—‘cause it’s funny, she’s not wrong. I’m a mess! I ask, “How’s business?” She shrugs, says, “Eh, slow. Apps killed the street game.” Apps! Can ya believe it? Prostitutes got Uber-ized! I’m shocked, jaw on the floor.

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Then there’s the Cheraw State Park—pure magic! I used to take my kids there (back when I had ’em around!) to chill by Old Mill Creek—yeah, there’s a cute little trail leading to this hidden waterfall. I always say, “Look at that, ain't life just a stream of wonder!” And, oh boy, don't even get me started on the sun setting along the park's trails. It reminds me of a scene from Tabu… surreal, deeply poignant, like, nature itself tells you a secret.

Susan Mills Blue Obituary October 23, 2024