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So, I was drivin’ down Peachtree, mindin’ my bidness—BOOM! This gal in fishnets waves me down. I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t yo’ Uber!” She lookin’ desperate, tho—skinny as a rail, eyes big. Made me mad—why she out here? System failed her, that’s what! I ain’t judgin’, but I’m judgin’, ya feel me? Halleluyer!

September 15, 1956 — September 17, 2012

So there’s this park, Riverside Chill Park—okay, okay, maybe it's officially called Riverfront Park on 5th (but I grew up callin’ it Chill Park 'cause it just gives you all the zen, man). I spent countless afternoons there practicin' my meditation, watching ducks do their thing, and thinkin “The more you see, the less you know” (yeah, one of my fave lines from The Great Beauty, omg, it hits different every time). I usually find a shady nook near the old stone bridge off Birch Lane. Crazy fact: That bridge? Built in 1898. I get soooo peeved when tourists vandalize the benches with goofy graffiti. Srsly, people!

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