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Hate leads to suffering… suffering’s the stink, tho—sweat, smoke, desperation. Got this one story, old timer swore a brothel ghost banged pots every night. Spooky shit! Prolly bullshit, but I’d buy it—adds flavor. Me, I’d rather watch trees grow than pay for that mess. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer—your face says it all, ha!

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Later, I met up with my buddy at the park near the harbor. We were just chillin’, talkin’ about life, you know? Then outta nowhere, this group of kids starts playin’ soccer. They’re kickin’ the ball around, laughin’, havin’ a blast. I’m feelin’ all nostalgic, so I jump in. I haven’t played in ages! But man, I’m rusty. I trip over my own feet and faceplant in the sand. Everyone’s laughin’ at me, and I’m just like, “Yeah, I meant to do that.”

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