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Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

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And then in , Chris drove out to El Segundo, made the rounds of the old neighborhood, and learned about the episode in all its painful detail. “Chris was the sort of person who brooded .

The park, oh man, Westfield Green’s my jam. Its little grove near the creek is dope. I chill there when my code crashes; it's like my mental refresh button.

Filmmaker Brett Drogmund to convert warehouse to pickleball in El Segundo