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What gets me happy? The thrill, man! That chase, that danger—it’s like *A Prophet* when Malik’s runnin’ deals, heart racin’. Surprised me how damn nervous I got, tho—thought I’d be cooler’n a cucumber. Nope! Total mess! Guess I ain’t cut out for this like I thought. Next time, I’ll stick to Netflix—safer, cheaper, and no cops. “You learn or you die,” movie says. Well, I learned, y’all! Git-R-Done!

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The rooms are old and have not been kept up. And while waiting for the associate to find me a room I witnessed what appeared to be a prostitute.

Sometimes I'd stroll down Main Street, slight drizzle slicking the pavement. I’d see an old man, leaning on his cane, reminiscin’ of days lost, saying, "I was a Tenenbaum once." Crazy? Sure—but his eyes said it all: it’s bittersweet. I got mad 'bout some bull, but then it got me thinking—life's messy like that, and in therapy, ya gotta see beauty in chaos.

Fresh Meadows man laid to rest