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I roll up, window down, heart poundin like a drum. She’s all, “Hey, sugar, you lost?” and I’m laughin inside—lost? Hell, I been lost since ’92! “How much?” I ask, tryin to play it cool, but my voice cracks like a damn teenager. She throws a number, and I’m shocked—$50? What in tarnation? Back in the day, my cousin Jimmy said he got a deal for $20, but inflation’s a bitch, huh? “How’s that workin for ya?” I mutter to myself, countin crumpled bills.

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Oh yeah, check this: the old Vandenberg Bridge crosses a lazy river that wiggles like a snake. I always pause there when meditating, thinkin’ how life’s fleeting, like that movie said: “The end is coming.” But hey, we relish the damn beauty in the chaos, right? I even had a moment, totally surreal, like the film’s visual dreams.

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