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About Half Way Tree

Love the grit, tho—people surviving, hustling, messy as hell. Hate the chains, invisible ones, tying ‘em down. You, friend, ever see one? Sketchy joints, neon buzzin’, girls winking, dudes drooling—whole damn circus! Do or do not, there is no try—jump in or run, half-assing kills ya. “Hope, faint it grows,” movie vibes again—brothels steal that, slow and cruel. Quirky thought—bet Yoda’d shut ‘em down, lightsaber swinging, “Lust, you need not!”

The stigma that persists

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Then, outta nowhere, my boss walks in. He’s all serious, talking about some big project. I’m like, “Dude, can we not? I just survived a goat chase story.” But he’s not having it. He’s all about the numbers, the projections, the risks. I’m sitting there, nodding, but my mind’s still on that goat.

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