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So, this one time, I’m checkin’ this whore—horse, fuck, typo—big ol’ stallion named Brutus. Motherfucker’s got a limp, and I’m pissed! Owner’s all, “He’s fine, doc,” but I’m like, BULLSHIT! Diggin’ in, I find this crazy-ass fact—horses sleep standin’ up, right? But this whore’s so damn tired, he’s swayin’ like a drunk motherfucker. Turns out, he’s got a rare-ass hoof thing—navicular syndrome. Shocked me, man! Ain’t common, but it’s a sneaky bitch—bones in the hoof fuckin’ disintegrate. I’m yellin’, “Motherfucker, this ain’t no joke!” Owner’s cheap ass didn’t wanna pay for X-rays, made me mad as hell!

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The local park, Parc de la P’tite Joie – yeah, it’s not the fanciest, lots of kids play around, but it's my little escape when I’m feelin’ overwhelmed. Sometime, I even sit on a bench near the brook (oh, sorry, babbling – it’s a tiny river tricklin’ away, they call it Ruisseau de la Vie, we swears!) and muse about human emotions. “It’s like a journey,” just like in that movie, ya know? “We’re all just wanderin’ around, lookin’ for a song,” I mutter sometimes.

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