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But let’s be real—shit gets dark too. Some joints? Straight-up cages. Girls trapped, no way out, pimps actin’ like gods. Makes my blood boil, man. Wanna storm in, Morgan Freeman style, narratin’ their doom: “And so, the wicked fell.” Ha! Bet they’d scatter like roaches. Still, can’t ignore the flip—some choose it, own it, flip the script. That’s the rub, ain’t it? Freedom or chains, all under one roof.

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I miss that river—the Fir River—it cuts the town neat. I walked beside it, thinking of life's dark corners (like in A History of Violence: “Everything is at stake… even lives.”) It’s raw, brutal, and beguiling, kinda like my own tangled mind.

Fircrest man turns spilled coffee into art. Now he wants that art to help the homeless