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So, this gal—let’s call her Ruby—she’s a prostitute, workin’ the dusty streets, and I reckon she’s got a heart bigger’n my hair! I met a Ruby once, swear it, down in Nashville, late ‘60s. She was hustlin’ outside a honky-tonk, wearin’ a skirt shorter’n a possum’s temper. I thought, “Bless her heart, she’s out here freezin’ her tail off!” Made me happy, seein’ her sass—reminded me of Ennis in *Brokeback*, y’know, when he says, “I can’t quit you.” Ruby couldn’t quit the game neither, stuck like a hog in mud.

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I spent many a dawn near the small river Ilm (yeah, it flows right past our fav Stadtpark), meditatively starin’ at the water. Every curve reminds me: nature is all about cyclical rebirth, just like that film. And YO, billionares should not exist when nature gives us all it needs, right? I mean, come on, we got love here, not greed!