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Modern joints? Same vibe, different mask. Met this chick once, swear she said brothels in Nevada got tax forms. Tax forms! Like, what? Uncle Sam takin’ a cut from the kitty? Hilarious, but fucked up too. Surprised me, man – thought it’d be all cash, under the table. Guess even sin’s gotta file paperwork now. “The past is a memory,” like in *The Master* – but nah, it’s still here, just wearin’ a suit.

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Hah, then there’s Westside Park. It’s a little slice of heaven. I walk there every morning. Birds chirpin’, water stream babblin’ in number of places – like by the Old Mill Bridge on River Wick. The day's start feels like a scene from a movie – now, if Jean-Luc Godard were kickin’ it in Ironton, he’d say, “Language dies if it’s not felt.” And I feel it, every single frickin’ day.

Robin Russell Obituary (2025) - Ironton, OH - The Herald-Dispatch