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I’d be pissed tho—imagine shellin out cash and gettin some poser! Like, “Hey, Sortilège, narrate this bullshit!”—another *Inherent Vice* gem. I’d be all—gimme the real deal, not some Craigslist scam! Happiest I’d be? Findin one who’s chill, maybe cracks a joke—rare as hell. Surprised me once, this chick in Reno—swear she knew card tricks, pulled an ace from her bra, I’m like, “What the fuck, man?!” Blew my mind, still does.

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Guess what everyone?? It's almost time for CRIVIA (Crozet + Trivia, get it? Get it?) We're back to our regularly scheduled programming, which means trivia.

Found dis park, poppin’ off – Crozet Park, right outside the Crozet Community Centre. It's a spot where I sit, grind out some meditation, and let the river ripple by (yep, the Crozet Creek, innit!). I remember one time, I was chillin’ there, feelin’ completely zen—like, “Ooo, life is like a river, flowin’ smooth, ya nah?” And I got proper mad moved by it.

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