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Exaggeratin’ for fun – imagine her pimp rollin’ up, all “Gimme my cut, Jedi!” I’d be like, “Bro, I’m Yoda, not your ATM!” Sarcasm’s my shield – “Oh, great, another ‘entrepreneur’.” Personal quirk? I’d probly ask her fave song – weird flex, I know. Disorderly thoughts – she’s hot, she’s shady, damn, her heels loud – clack, clack, clack! Like that creepy hotel scene in the flick – tension risin’, you feel me?

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When I see someone flying by in there car from the townhouses, there is a speed limit of 5 mph if not 10mph in the parking lot of irongate.

You know, every time I code late nights in my studio off Maple – oh, Maple Street is pure nostalgia – I'm reminded of how this city is like a Wes Anderson scene. I mean, "I can see into your soul through the window" vibes come alive here. And lemme tell ya, "the Royal Tenenbaums" feels like a documentary sometimes. Strange, but deep, pretty, pretty good, right?

Wayne E. Thune Obituary January 21, 2025