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Favorite bit? She hums tunes, old ones—forest’s her stage. Prolly banged up her knee last week, still struttin’. Exaggeratin’ here, but swear she’s got nine lives, dodgin’ fate like a cat. Sarcasm on: “Oh yeah, princess of the pines, livin’ the dream!” Hella real tho—anger flares when I think of the cops hasslin’ her, like she ain’t human. “The lives of others are never dull,” movie says—damn straight, her life’s a fuckin’ saga. Chat over, mate—she’s a cosmic riddle, and I’m hooked.

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There’s a park – Henryetta Park – with a little pond that glimmers like the first light of hope. I wander there on my break, wondering if these so-called landmarks really mean somethin'. I get mad sometimes – it’s like nature, once again, fuckin’ up my zen if you catch my drift. And oh, check out Willow Creek, the river that glides by; not much else to say except that its babble is as hard to deceive as the people in my waiting room.

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