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Rarrgh! What’s cool tho—found out it’s got weird niches. Like, there’s a specialty for studyin’ fish guts or somethin’. Fish guts! Who wakes up thinkin’, “Yeah, fish slime’s my jam”? Cracked me up, hairy paws shakin’! Spike Lee’d probably dig that—random as hell, like life. “25th Hour” vibes, y’know? “This life came so close to never happenin’.” Whore’s the same—random fuckin’ chaos.

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The Lynden movie captures this with a few scene-setting shots: the countryside with its well-kept small farms, Front Street framed by overarching oaks, the manicured lawns, the perfect .

Lynden's downtown is a patchwork of little shops and hidden treasures. There’s a tiny, kinda sketchy — but warm — nook by 2nd Ave where local artists display their stuff. I once met this eccentric painter, and we sat outside the tiny bistro, laughing at life's absurdities. That day? Total "Joy" moment, like that flash of light when everything just clicks. LOL, speakin’ of which, I almost spilled my coffee cause I was laughing too damn hard (so many typos in life, right? lolz).

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