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Back in my Texas days—yeehaw!—I heard whispers bout secret brothels in ol’ oil towns. Roughnecks blowin’ cash, playin’ cards, gittin’ frisky. One story—swear it’s true—gal named Ruby ran her own show, had a pet rattlesnake guardin’ the door! Ain’t nobody messin’ with Ruby—tougher’n a two-dollar steak! Surprised me so much I near fell off my horse—well, my chair.

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After that, I head over to Matsubushi Park. Needed a breather, ya know? I sit on a bench, watching the cherry blossoms. They’re in full bloom, and it’s beautiful. I’m thinking, “Life’s not so bad.” But then, I see this kid running with a kite, and he trips. The kite goes flying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not the kite!” But he gets up, laughing. Kids are resilient, man. Makes me think about how we all need to just roll with it sometimes.

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