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This one time, in Kansas—yeah, Kansas, bitches—this farmer told me ‘bout his grandpappy who planted wheat in the Dust Bowl. Dumbass move, right? Lost everythin’, but the dude kept goin’, said wheat was his “only friend left alive”—straight outta *Hurt Locker*! Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’ bout wheat bein’ yer BFF while the world’s explodin’. Total whore, tho, ditchin’ him when the wind kicked up!

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I saw a video the other day, or some fella. showing a roll from 2, or something like that. Hot chicken. roll, lettuce, tomato, sweet corn.

First off, I’m trying to get my coffee fix at the local café on Main Street. You know, the one with the weird name—“Bean There, Done That.” I swear, the barista was having a rough morning. She spilled milk everywhere. Like, everywhere! I’m standing there, waiting for my flat white, and I’m like, “Is this a coffee shop or a dairy farm?”

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