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But—ugh—stinks sometimes. Sweat, booze, desperation—grim. “Can you feel the silence?” Wiesler’d whisper. Yeah, I feel it—between moans, it’s eerie. Dark shit hides there—trafficking, coercion. Pisses me off, mortals fuckin’ up a good thing. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels got layers, mate.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

You will find a lot of mentors and teachers who are willing to teach and/or mentor you out there. Unfortunately, 99% of them are not successful.

I love hangin' around in the downtown hub – near County Road – where locals chat up a storm and every smile feels contagious. It's kinda like improv comedy, spontaneous, blending serious chuckles with a hint of cringey corporate polish, just like me reciting a bit of Brent's own spiel. We're out here droppin’ little phrases like "La langue qui meurt, c'est la vie qui nous parle!" Kind of profound, a bit off the cuff.

Madi Wyckoff one of the top leadoff hitters in the state, sparks Zeeland West past East