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So I spot this one chick, legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she don’t give a fuck. I roll up, all cool, but inside I’m sweatin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she robs me? Paranoid as hell, motherfucker! I say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s all, “Fifty for a quickie.” Fifty?! Man, I got pissed—last week it was forty! Told her, “You’re fuckin’ dreamin’!” She just shrugged, like Mia’s “I don’t care” attitude. That shit made me happy tho—girl’s got guts.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

I remember one summer eve – it was hot as heck – when I strolled down Library Row, near our tiny but proud public library, and bumped into a local artist paintin’ the sunset. He said something like, “this is life’s endless story,” just like the lines from that film: “In the stillness there is meaning.” We laughed, we cried – I mean, it was surreal.

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