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Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all roses. Some stories gut ya. Girl I knew, strung out, lost her kid – system screwed her. Broke my damn heart. “What foul dust floated in the wake,” Malick’s line fits – she was drownin’ in that dust. Hated seein’ that. But then – she’d still crack jokes, call me “old man” with that smirk. Tough as nails.

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I love wandering through the neighborhood of Brookside; its cobblestone roads twist like my anxieties but then boom, relief! Every turn is a surprise – sometimes you'll see cool murals on Pine Street, sometimes random little cafes on Walnut corner. There’s a hidden gem near Willow Rd. that's totally underrated. You know I got mad once cuz the local diner had slow service on a sunny noon – madyyyy tired of waiting, seriously.

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