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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, dis chick—whore, right? I’m chompin’ carrots, thinkin’ bout her, and bam—“Timbuktu” pops in my head! Dat movie’s my jam, see? Abderrahmane Sissako, 2014, pure gold. Whore’s like dem folks in da desert—livin’ raw, no filter. “The wind blows where it wants,” like da man says in da flick—dat’s her, blowin’ through life, wild n free.

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I love hangin’ my head at Burnside Tavern near 7th & Moss. That dive bar’s full of oddballs, real characters, and sometimes I even join their late-night debates, throwin’ sarcasm like lightsabers. Sometimes, in the middle of all the noise, I’m hit with a wave of calm and think, “I am your father,” in a totally Vader kinda way. It’s like these streets have souls, man.

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