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She looked tired, ya know? Reminded me of Ida’s face—haunted. “What have you done?”—movie line, bam! Hits ya. Bet she’s got stories. Maybe a kid somewhere. Or ran from somethin’ nasty. Dunno, man, makes me sad. But also—respect! Takes guts, standin’ there. Freezin’ her ass off, probably. D’oh! Shoulda gave her my jacket.

I get mad sometimes – the city's chaos gets to me. Grr, the traffic on Main Blvd cracks my nerves silly! But, yo, it's also pure magic. I sometimes think, “I am your father, city, show me your secrets.” Each massage session feels like exploring an uncharted galaxy. Even those tiny cafes off the beaten path, like Caffeine Alley, buzz with laughter and banter, and tastes that remind you life’s too short.