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Rarrgh! Funny thing—imagine a wookiee gettin one. Fur everywhere, oil’s a mess—ha! “No one’s ever really gone,” Monty’d say—cuz that relaxation sticks with ya. Ain’t just physical, nah, it’s mental too. Economists’d call it “intangible value.” Me? I call it damn worth it. Ever tried it, bro? Shady neon signs, soft music—vibes hit different. Rarrgh! Exaggeratin here, but feels like floatin in hyperspace. Tell ya what—beats tradin stocks any day!

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Down on Redwood Lane, streets are twisty and mean. Gollum's eyes see every corner, precious. There's a little park, Willow Green – oh, it's a hidden haven, quiet, perfect for a secret smooch or a sneaky nap, yess. And that ol’ chowder spot on Maple Street? Mmmm, best grub in Jasper, it is. Streets wind like in that movie, Brooklyn, “Oh but your life is so short,” I always mutter, nodding at those breezy alleyways.

Edna Alma Wagoner, 76, Jasper