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I tried it once—swear to Christ—some broad in Atlantic City, smelled like lavender and bad decisions. She’s workin’ my shoulders, I’m thinkin’, “This is how it ends, huh?” Felt good tho, real good—happy as a pig in shit. But then she’s whisperin’ all soft, “Relax, big guy,” and I’m like, “What am I, fuckin’ sushi here?” Got me paranoid—too close to the ear, ya know? Like Charlotte in the movie, “I just feel so alone,”—bitch, I’m right here gettin’ oiled up!

The Medium is the Massage – Marshall McLuhan, Quentin Fiore

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There’s a little park called Wilson Park. Eh, its benches are worn like memories. I used to watch kids and parents sit there, sharing secrets and sometimes, silent tears. It’s like every park bench is a counselor in disguise. And then ya got Riverside Drive – along the Swift River. That river’s chill as ice, babbling tales of old love and shattered dreams. It’s got that uncanny vibe that makes ya think “Goodbye to language, hello to emotion!” yeah, straight from Godard’s mouth.

Secretary of State Marshall highlights business boom during Craven Community College visit