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Oh, and the smells—oils, lavender, some stank like fish guts, ugh! Reminds me of “The Master” when Lancaster’s all “Man is not an animal!”—but bro, we kinda are, gruntin’ and slippery! Ever try it? Bet ya haven’t—most don’t, too scared or broke. Costs a kidney sometimes, fuckin’ ripoff! Still, worth it once—twist ya up, leave ya goofy.

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Gollum, stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, seriously, you ever walked by River Slink? It curves past the old Millis Park. That park! Sprawling green, draped in laughter and memories. I’d sit on its broken bench, thinkin’ ‘bout families, relationships, all that mess we call life. Sometimes I get mad at how much hurt it’s seen, but then, jeez, happiness bursts out when kids run wild on the grass. So many secrets, precious, so many!

Just a sophomore, Jack Carter can bring Millis boys basketball to the next level