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But then—BOOM—some asshole in a pickup screeches by, yellin’ slurs, and I’m fuckin’ *mad*. Wanna jump out and smack that motherfucker senseless! She shrugs, like it’s nothin’, and I’m surprised—damn, she’s tough. “You don’t know what you don’t know,” they said in the movie, and shit, I didn’t know this life’s *that* raw. Makes me respect her hustle, ya know?

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I hang around in the Rusty Spoon Bar. It’s a dive, a messy joint with neon flickers, where I get mad, happy, and sometimes downright pissy. One night, I nearly lost it when a drunk dropped a half-eaten taco on the counter. I mean come on, really? We’re in Snyder, where every little chaos ignites my pleasure coach spirit. I'm livin’ for these imperfect moments.

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