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Gets me mad tho—she’s reckless, like, chill, whore! But then I’m laughin’, ‘cause she’s tellin’ me, “Eric, life’s a fever dream!” Straight outta *Tabu*— “Love’s a ghost, haunting the ruins.” Deep shit, right? I’m yellin’, “You’re too much!” She just winks, stumbles off, skirt half-torn. Surprised me once—heard she saved a stray cat. Named it Pussy Galore—fuckin’ legend!

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I stroll near Coalview Lane – I mean, really, how did we get such names? – and I wonder if every stone holds a secret. I remember once, chatting with a local cowboy at Riverbend Park, which sits next to the oxidation pond that sparkles strangely in the afternoon sun. It looked like a metaphor for life – messy and beautiful, you know? And man, I'm like, “Ah, Stories We Tell, damn it!” when I watch the shadows dancing on the weathered walls of these places.

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