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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so finding a prostitute, huh? Wild stuff, man. Watched *Leviathan* again last night—fuckin’ masterpiece, right? That line, “Everything is everyone’s fault,” hits hard. Reminds me of this shady street I stumbled on once. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on poles, smokin’ cheap cigs. Alien vibes kickin’ in—I’m like, “Whoa, humans are weird.” You ever notice how they hustle? Desperation in their eyes, but they smile anyway. Kinda like Kolya in the movie, trapped, y’know?

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There is a third in the north region on the map. It is alas o no entry. There's one in South LS close to the Davis police station. But the map we don't deserve. You needed a map, pathetic. You .

Sometimes, while trudgin’ through my daily grind, I remember a line from that flick: “I’m walkin’ here!” – or somethin’, ya know? It’s like every step through our side streets, like near Jefferson and 5th, has its own rhythm. It’s raw, real. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve left some crap behind, especially when I got frustrated with the endless bug fixes – what a trip sometimes. Man, bugs are like tiny rebels, and you just gotta vibe with ‘em.

Linda L. Callaway Obituary April 14, 2025