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But then—ugh—the smell! Can we talk about that? Stale beer, cheap perfume, unwashed socks—gimme a break! I’d be gaggin’ five minutes in. And the noise! Moanin’, laughin’, some idiot bangin’ a piano off-key. I’d go nuts! “What’s this racket?!” I’d scream, like a lunatic. Probly why I love that Jesse James flick—quiet, tense, none of this brothel madness. “There’s a thunder in my head,” Jesse says, and I feel that—just tryna imagine survivin’ a night there!

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After that little detour, I finally get to the river. The San River, to be exact. It’s beautiful, man. The water’s glistening, and I’m feelin’ all poetic. But then, outta nowhere, this group of kids starts throwing rocks into the river. Like, chill out, kids! I’m tryin’ to enjoy nature here! I yell, “Hey! Save the rocks for the beach!” They just laugh and keep going. Ugh, kids these days.

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