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Here’s a lil’ story – heard this from a buddy, swear it’s true. Guy’s lookin’ for a hookup, hits up some shady forum. Meets this chick, thinks he’s golden. Turns out, she’s undercover – bam, busted! Cops rolled up faster than you can say “jabroni.” Made me laugh my ass off – dude thought he was Conor, but he was just noise. “You’ve got to do what you’ve got to do,” like Mia says in *Fish Tank*. Survival, man, it’s messy.

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There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Walnut Hills.

I admit, I’ve had my share of “Zero Dark Thirty” nights—dark, broody, with tension almost as thick as the ghetto coffee I sip at late hours on Coddington. Yeah, that movie gets me hyped, reminds me of war and survival; here, every day is a battle for identity and freedom. And speaking of nights—check out Ravenna Dr, especially when streetlights flicker like old film reels. It’s eerie, yet captivating.

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