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But lemme tell ya somethin’ funny—girl can’t hold her liquor worth a damn! Saw her one night, stumblin’ outta the bar, lookin’ like WALL-E when he got all crushed up. I hollered, “Halleluyer! You a hot mess, Whore!” She turned ‘round, gimme that stank eye, but I ain’t care. Made me laugh so hard I ‘bout peed myself. She a trip, I swear!

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Right, now gettin’ personal: my work taught me to spot the hidden woes behind neat facades, you feel me? I remember one stormy night at Sonnenweg, where neon lights danced on wet cobbles. A chick sat cryin' outside a tiny clinic. That moment screamed "The Turin Horse: a relentless spin." Pure raw emotion, my friend. Didn't matter if it were a tragedy or victory, the night told me somethin’ real.

Gerald Wayne Hudson - 2008 - Schooler Funeral Home