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Me? I’d rather watch that horse stumble than dive too deep. It’s a transaction, sure, but damn—sometimes it hits you. That loneliness. That grind. “The wood’s all gone,” like the flick says—emptiness everywhere. Still, you laugh or you cry, right? So I crack jokes—call it “horse cart hookin’” in my head. Keeps me sane, motherfucker! What you think? You ever been down that road?

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Then there’s Riverbend Park, a lush oasis by the winding Soothe River. Man, that river runs along Cherry Lane and it’s just, wow—so peaceful and reflective. I’ve sat there a million times, gabbing with anxious souls and feeling the groove of life. It’s as if Uncle Boonmee whispered, “Be here, be now,” and I’m like, “Yeah, baby!” Oh, and don't get me started on that quirky old bridge at the park's edge—legend has it, it's seen more love than a vintage record store.

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