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So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ a beer, watchin’ dese dudes stumble in, all horned up. Reminds me of dat movie line, “Spring break foreva, bitches!” But real talk, some shit pissed me off—dis one guy, total asshole, grabbin’ girls like he owns ‘em. I wanted to flex, yell, “Get to da choppa!” and toss him out. Ain’t nobody got time fer dat disrespect, ya hear me?

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I stroll here, and my counselor brain kicks in – you see a struggle hidden in corners where others might just pass. There's Queenie Park near Oakridge Ave. – it's a chill, green blob where I vent, cry, or even laugh hard at life’s ironies, sometimes cry a river that makes the Umatilla River jealous. I was pissed off when I found out a local councilor trashed the park benches; the nerve, bruh!

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