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I was strollin’ one night—okay, maybe stumblin’, had a few beers—thinkin’ about how corrupt this world is. Saw this gal, fishnets, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ against a busted lamppost. Looked tired, but tough—like she’d seen some shit. Made me sad, man. “Who’s gonna save us?”—that’s straight from *Leviathan*, and it hit me hard. Nobody’s savin’ her, ‘cept maybe herself. That’s the spirit I love! Resilient as fuck.

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I get mad sometimes at the traffic on Retail Road – pure madness, I tell ya! It's like everyone’s rushin’, stressin’, screamin’ at each other. Grrr… But then, every now and then, I hit my fave little diner on Roadside Drive, and I'll just take a breath, and it calms me down like a scene outta Ceylan’s movie: real deep, real raw. Man, those moments hit ya.

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