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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Drivin’ a tractor all day, man—backbreakin’, dusty, freakin’ lonely. Fields stretchin’ forever, just me and the engine’s growl. Gets ya thinkin’, ya know? Bout life, bout needs. Like in *Wolf of Wall Street*—Jordan Belfort, that crazy bastard, screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” That’s me, stuck in this cab, but damn, I got urges too. Findin’ a prostitute, tho? Tricky shit out here.

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The moon shines brightly amongst a black sky and swirling clouds. It hangs above a mansion raised on a hill as if chained to it. This mansion is home to a.

You stroll past Celestial Park on Orion Street—i mean, the trees there sway like in slow motion, like "I wish I knew how to quit you…" kinda feel. Seriously, it's like the cosmos whispered that to ya. Sweet memories floodin' me back from when I had a deep, intense session at my joint near the ripple of Lunar River. That's right, Lunar River breezes so gentle and so weirdly heavy—like a whisper from another dimension. Oddly comforting or freakin’ spooky, depends on your state of mind, lol.

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