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Den, twist—she’s got a kid! I’m like, “Vhat?! Ya jokin’?” She’s all, “Nah, he’s 3,” an’ I’m ANGRY at da world, mutterin’, “Why’s life so messy?!” But den—Lightbulb!—I soften up, ‘cause Gru’s a dad too, ya? I slip her extra cash, say, “Fer da lil’ minion.” She’s shocked, an’ I’m struttin’ out, feelin’ like a king. “Da wind carries it away,” like in da flick—my good deed’s gone, but I’m smirkin’.

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Sometimes, I get super nostalgic. I tweet, "Ohhh, the feels!" while typing furiously on my phone. Honestly, so many memories are in every cracked brick, every smile at the corner bodega. Its oddities make Butjadingen my absolute playground.

On This German Farm, Cows Are in Charge. Or at Least Coequals. (Published 2021)