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But lemme tell ya, it ain’t all giggles. Some folks judge—makes me mad as hell! I’m like, “Mind ya business, fool!” These gals got stories—hard ones. One time, I heard bout this chick, worked corners in Atlanta, saved every penny to get her kid braces. Braces, y’all! That’s heart. Got me teary, thinkin bout Ennis and Jack, lovin in secret, hurtin so deep. “This thing we got, it’s rare!”—that’s what I’d tell her. Life’s tough, sugar, but you shine!

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I been known to curse a bit – no sugar-coatin’. Koster’s got its dark days, moments when I wanna chuck me shoes. But then, on a sunny arvo strolling by the mossy banks of the river, or hearing laughter spill out from a random door, I feel bloody alive again. Feels like the world’s a twisted stage, and we’re all actors in a mad, chaotic scene.

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