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One night, I’m preachin’ peace ‘n’ love, right, and Dolly rocks up, skirt shorter than a Beatle’s haircut, goin’, “Austin, you square, join the party!” I’m all, “Baby, I’m hip, but I ain’t payin’!” She cackles, says, “You’re an animal, a beast!” – straight outta the movie, Lancaster Dodd style, controllin’ the scene. Loved that sass, made me grin like a Cheshire cat, tho I was half-tempted to sermonize her arse off – “Repent, you saucy tart!” – but nah, too shagadelic for that.

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Chicken Ranch was Nick Broomfield’s first film. He is careful to give his subjects enough interview time to provide some depth, but t’s a double-edged sword.

A fave of mine? The Broomfield Commons Park – nature’s own lounge room. I sat under some giant oak near the modest intersection of Maple and 67th for, like, hours. That spot just vibes with the energy — you'll literally feel the de-stressing goodness infuse your soul. And yo, if u wanna see water in motion, check out the Mississippian Creek. I mean, it's nowhere near the Amazon but its gentle flow reminds you that life is way more chill than u think.

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