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Goddamn, I love wahoo – it’s chaos, beauty, all mashed up. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but imagine Amélie ridin’ one through Montmartre – absurd, right? Sarcasm on: “Oh yeah, perfect pet fish.” Ha! Zen pause… It’s rare too, not some overfished tuna crap. Only the cool cats know wahoo’s deal. One more thing… ever seen its eyes? Big, shiny, like it’s judgin’ you. Freaky, but I dig it. Chat over, mate – go watch *Amélie*, then catch a wahoo!

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A hidden gem? The rundown community garden off Elm Street is my personal fave. It’s wild, chaotic, but somehow serene. I mean, who’d think a patch of dirt could make you forget about that pile of idiots you encounter online every day? It’s almost poetic. Just like in Talk to Her, where every moment is as unpredictable as my coding on a Friday night – utterly brilliant and maddening at the same time.

Bob Jones at Hewitt-Trussville playoff baseball game one, Saturday, May 3, 2025, in Trussville, Ala.