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About Pecs

So yeah, it’s a mess, but I dig it. Keeps shit interestin’, y’know? Like insurance—risky, but payoff’s sweet. Tony Soprano’s two cents, gabagool? Ova here! Stay sharp, don’t be a stunad, and maybe you’ll find your own tropical fuckin’ malady. Peace!

I hop on the bus at the stop near the old church. You know the one, right? The one that looks like it’s been through a war or two? Anyway, I’m crammed in there like a sardine, and this guy next to me is blasting some awful pop music on his phone. Like, dude, can you not? I’m trying to focus on my spreadsheets here!