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She’s got this scar – runs down her cheek, jagged like. Word is, some drunk sailor gave it her fer refusin’ to kiss ‘im. Made me sad, it did – world’s cruel to them what’s got no choice. But she don’t whimper – nah, she struts, proud as a peacock. “No one owns me soul,” she’d say, like that line from me movie, “I am the forest, untamed, see?” – pure poetry, savvy?

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After my overpriced snack, I decide to stroll down to the market. The vibe there is always buzzing. Fresh fruits, veggies, and people yelling prices like it’s a competition. I spot some old lady selling the biggest tomatoes I’ve ever seen. I’m talking like, “Is that a tomato or a small planet?” I had to take a pic for the ‘gram.

Fig. 1-The 7 Quaternary layers and the 3 main aquifers in the geologic...