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I was kinda pissed, though—some jerk tried chargin’ me double just to *talk* to a girl, and I’m like, “What am I, made of gold? Back off, creep!” Felt like screamin’, “The intel was bad!”—another “Zero” line, heh! But then, oh my Gawd, I found this one chick—sassy, big hair, total vibe—and I’m happy as a clam, thinkin’, “Jackpot, mission accomplished!” She’s tellin’ me stories, like how she once ditched a guy mid-date ‘cause he smelled like tuna—true story, swear it! I’m dyin’ laughin’, nasal snort and all, “Hahaha, what a schmuck!”

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Ayy, I might be ramblin’, but you get it – raw nerves, raw life! I spill my heart daily here on Cedar St. where the neon diner glows at night even when the stars hide. Seriously, when you stroll these streets, it’s like every step shouts, “Carpe diem!” in that Spielberg kinda epic tone! Even on rough days full of messy feels, Zachary pulls ya back in like gravity – heavy, warm, and unstoppable.

Zachary D. Eising Obituary March 30, 2025