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Drivin’ past one once, I swear, the vibe was chill. Neon buzzin’, girls wavin’ – felt like a movie. Not my scene, but respect the hustle. Reminds me of Llewyn, scrapin’ by, playin’ gigs. “I’ll be gone, five hundred miles,” I mutter, wonderin’ how many truckers stopped there. Prolly tons – lonely road, man, it gets ya. Know your role, right? They’re deliverin’ somethin’ too – company, a laugh, whatever.

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The river — yup, the Seabrook River, though it's small but full of character. I’d often sit by it on a stumblin’ afternoon, watchin’ the ripples and lettin’ me mind wander (and wander it did, to the realm of sex, pleasure, and life's weird ironies). Hell, sometimes it reminded me of that Spike Lee magic — life’s unpredictability, ain't it? “Life's a gamble,” I mutter, lost in the bubbles.

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