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So, this broad, she hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m like, “You ever feel lost, doll?” She laughs, “Every damn day, mister.” Boom, straight outta the movie, “Can you keep a secret?” I ask. She nods, I’m thinkin’, “I’m married, but who gives a fuck?” That’s me, Tony fuckin’ Soprano, breakin’ rules, feelin’ alive. But then – fuckin’ surprise – she’s got a sob story. Kid at home, ex screwed her over. I’m pissed now, “Why’s life gotta be so shitty?” I yell. She shrugs, “It just is.”

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Oh, and gotta mention the water! South of downtown flows the Sammamish River. Not a big flashy river, but it hustles along and gives the city a heartbeat. When I stroll by its banks, I feel that electrifying surge — like, “Boom, life is rad!” sometimes, it makes me so happy I nearly burst with joyous frustration at how beautifully raw life can be.

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