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So, picture this—I’m droppin’ from the sky, parachute flappin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I’m like, “Man, after this, I deserve a break!” That’s what she said! Haha, classic! Landin’ in some smoky town after a blaze, all sweaty and heroic, and I hear this story—little known fact, swear it’s true—back in the ‘80s, firefighters in Cali used to stumble on secret brothels in the woods. Whaaat? Loggers, miners, AND prostitutes hidin’ out there—crazy, right? Got me thinkin’, “Maybe I’ll find one too!” Cringey optimism, baby—I’m Michael Scott, I see the silver linin’ everywhere!

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The park near Old Dominion Blvd is my damn solace. Trees, birds, chill vibes – perfect after a day of massaging tense muscles. I always crack up remembering that one time a client started quoting "Inherent Vice" on the f***ing treadmill. “You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?” heck no, but it got me laughing like a loon.

Mayor joins snow-clearing efforts as Radcliff digs out from historic storm