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I’m drivin’, thinkin’, *man, this is dumb*. “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in *The White Ribbon*, and I’m hopin’ I don’t get caught by some nosy preacher. Last thing I need is Sheriff Bubba haulin’ me in—talk about a buzzkill! I finally spot this gal, right? She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s bored outta her skull. I roll up, all nervous-like, and she’s like, “What you want, sugar?” I’m sweatin’ bullets, y’all—heart’s racin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on moonshine.

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Finally, I decided to head home. I was exhausted but happy. I took the bus down Nonsan’s main road, watching the city go by. The lights were twinkling, and I felt this wave of gratitude. Nonsan, you crazy little city, you’ve got my heart. Even with the spills, the debates, and the rain, I wouldn’t trade today for anything.

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