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She’s a regular, calls me “T-Bone”—rude, but I dig it. Orders a latte, extra foam, every damn time. Once, she tipped me a crumpled twenty, said, “Keep it real, big guy.” I was shook! Who does that? Made me happy, tho, ‘cause cash is king. But then, she starts yappin’ ‘bout her ex, some sleaze who ghosted her. I’m ragin’ inside—pity the fool who dumps *her*! She’s a mess, but a hot mess, ya feel?

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I’m not perfect though, eh? I'm that dude who blabs my mind at family sessions sometimes. I exclaim “Holy sh*t!” when empathy runs deep. And speaking of deep, there's this hidden overlook on Summit Ridge Road that gives you an epic view of the whole town—like a final frame in Leos Carax’s trippy movie.

Clyde Schaneman Obituary - Scottsbluff, NE