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Here’s the deal, though—ain’t all fun and games. Gets lonely, like Bob and Charlotte, starin’ out windows. I’d be thinkin’, “Joe, what’re ya doin’ here?” Maybe I’d buy her a drink instead—y’know, just talk. “Lost in Translation” style—two souls, passin’ ships. “Can I tell you a secret?” I’d ask, like Bob does. She’d prob’ly say, “Only if it’s good, old man.” Ha! Fair enough.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Osby, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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