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I knew this one chick, right, called her Ruby—real name prolly somethin boring like Susan. Worked the corner near my old flat. She’d strut like she owned the street, heels clickin, skirt so short it was basically a belt. Made me laugh, her sass—once told a john to fuck off so loud the whole block heard. “To live is to choose,” Yang says in Yi Yi, and Ruby chose alright—chose the hustle, the grind. Respect, kinda.

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We start loading up the truck with logs, and I’m feelin’ good. The smell of fresh pine is in the air, and I’m ready to chop some wood. But then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. I mean, it’s like the sky just opened up. Rain’s pouring, and I’m soaked to the bone. I’m standing there, thinking, “Great, just great. This is how I wanted to spend my day.”

George Charpak: a Nobel laureate born in Ukraine