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I’m hyped, but also, ugh, pissed – some dude on X is like, “That’s immoral,” and I’m like, “Bitch, mind ya business!” Who’s he to judge? I’m over here tryna live my truth. Anyway, I text this girl – total pro, she’s quick, like, “Meet me at 8.” I’m shook, but excited, heart’s racin like when I hooked up my first amp and it BLASTED. “The shadows are growing longer,” that’s from the movie, and I’m feelin it – this is some dark, wild shit I’m steppin into.

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What else? Yeah, sometimes I catch a whiff of the ocean breeze even though it ain’t coastin'—metaphorically, if ya know what I mean. I’ve had some wild nights massaging the stressed and overworked, listening to them spill stories. They say "nightmares become dreams in a labyrinth", and here, every massage is a second chance. So many faces, so many stories — and sometimes, I even feel like I'm trapped in that twisted yet beautiful world, man.

Mulvane Art Museum Presents “Women of Abstract Expressionism”