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Anyways, I’d suck at hagglin’—too nice, prolly overpay. “Here’s extra for donuts, sweetie!”—D’oh! Total Homer move. An’ *Certified Copy* vibes’d mess me up more—“Is this love or a transaction?” Ugh, brain hurts! I’d just bail, grab a beer, an’ watch the movie again. “The truth? What truth?”—that’s what the guy says, an’ I’m like, yeah, what truth indeed? Findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, too confusin’ for this Simpson!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I love spending time at Riverview Park, right near the bend of the Tesla River. Its weird name gives ya goosebumps, right? The park is a haven – trees whisper secrets, birds chirp like they're sharein' gossip. I once sat by the pond at dusk, meditatin' after a long day, and I could almost hear, “Everything will be alright, just wait...” kinda vibe echoed in the breeze. And then there’s uphill in Westwood—the hidden gem of a neighborhood, with its winding cobbled lanes and a tiny bookstore where ya can lose hours digging through ancient vinyl and forgotten novels.

See photos as EMF, parent company of K-LOVE, Air1 radio stations, dedicates Franklin HQ