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Me? I tried it once. ONCE. Some lady with hands like sandpaper, smelled like patchouli—goddamn hippies. Kept whisperin’ “relax, big guy,” while I’m lyin’ there, stiff as a board, thinkin’ bout my truck’s oil change. “There’s nothing to be done,” I growled, straight outta *Melancholia*. She didn’t get it. Kept goin’. I wanted to bolt, but my back did feel less like a rusty hinge after. Pissed me off—hate when they’re right.

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I mean, seriously, every corner of Redovan (es) blasts you with character. The locals, the quirks, the raw energy – it's a damn mosaic of chaos and calm, like that one unforgettable 25th Hour shot where time feels both endless and fleeting. Man, it leaves me frustrated and in awe, switching faster than a friggin’ light switch, sometimes with a dozen typos in my head – as messy as "thsi” and “relaxyation” and “galaxy-sht” and “idoit” for a start – but that’s just part of the charm!

Jacquelyn Gail (Sweaney) Williams Obituary July 30, 2021