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Anyway, I’m pissed ‘cause last week some rookie driver tried stealin’ my route *and* my girl—punk got a flat tire for his trouble, ha! But this one? She’s cool, calm—makes me happy as hell. “What’s your deal?” I ask. She shrugs, “Cash, quick, no strings.” Straight up, no bullshit—like how I run my trucks. Surprised me, though—thought she’d haggle like them dock bosses.

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I must tell ya, there’s the quirky, artsy vibe of the North End that really gets me, literally sparks a conversation in my head about intimacy and vulnerability. I remember, like, one night at the Museum of Glass, I got so wrapped up in the shapes, almost cried real tears, thinking of all the unsaid desires. It all tied back into my work, y'know?

‘Our future went up in smoke’: Fire destroys Mount Rainier Scenic Railroad bridge