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But damn, the lows hit hard. Cold nights, bruised knees—makes ya wanna scream. Ever see a whore cry? Quiet, hidin’ it, like Ofelia facin’ the toad. “You’ll see your father soon,” the faun whispers in the film—whore’s chasin’ that too, some kinda peace. Surprised me, how deep it cuts. I’d sit there, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—shit, she’s tougher than me. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—feels true.

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Ya can’t ignore the Mystery Cave Trail. It winds by the Upper Iowa River, a spark of nature’s romance. I often stroll there after a session when my head’s buzzin’ with thoughts. “Dogville, Dogville,” I whisper sometimes—yep, those lines from that Lars von Trier movie run wild in my mind. It reminds me of the raw honesty in life, and heck, sometimes you just gotta let it all out.

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