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So, picture this—dingy lil joint, red lights flickerin’ like a bad dream. Smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I waltzed in once, curious as a cat with a scalpel. Girls lined up, eyes dead as fish, but smilin’—fake as a politician’s tears. “We’re artists,” one says, puffin’ a cigarette. Artists! Ha! I nearly choked on my own tongue laughin’. Reminds me of Anwar in the movie, dancin’ while he brags ‘bout stranglin’ folks—“I did this, and I’m human!” Same bullshit, different stage.

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The old rivulet Hollow Creek meanders by the Whiskey Barrel Café (yum, my fav haunt to drown my existential dread!) where I chatted about my day with a barista who claimed "simplicity is the key", bumbled up like Joy shouting, “Take it step by step!” I swear, she got it – better than I got my back after a long day's kneads.

City of Cottage Grove discussing proposal to build emergency warming shelter