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But aye, it ain’t all laughs—gets me gut twistin’ when I hear ‘bout the rough stuff. Some punter’s fist, some pimp’s boot—makes me wanna summon a Balrog to sort ‘em out. “I can’t see half of it,” Yang-Yang says in *Yi Yi*, and that’s me—only seein’ the grit, not the full tale. Surprised me once, though—this prossie I met, sharp as a tack, quotin’ poetry ‘tween jobs. Blew me mind—thought, “Gandalf, ye old sod, ye don’t know shite!”

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I get to the bakery, and it’s like a scene from a horror movie. Flour everywhere! I mean, I love my job, but come on! I’m not a ghost, I don’t need to be floating in flour clouds. I start mixing dough, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinking about the fiesta this weekend. Gonna be lit! Everyone’s gonna be out on Calle 65, dancing, eating, and just vibing.

At botanical garden in Mexico, natural species blossom again