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Here’s the kicker – surprises me. People think it’s cheap. Nah, man. Drinks, Ubers, condoms. Adds up quick! You’re broke. And horny. “Shame” nails it – *“We’re not bad people”*. Just lost in it. I exaggerate sometimes. Tellin’ pals – “You’re fundin’ Tinder’s jet!” They laugh. I’m half-serious. Costs creep up. Sneaky lil’ bastards, those apps.

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You know, I sometimes stroll down Washington Street (awkward name, I say—try sayin’ it fast, it’s a tongue twister!) and I overhear folks talkin’ big plans and deep secrets over coffee. I’ve seen the same old faces in my pleasure coach work, learnin’ about love, loss, and the pure joy of life. I might make a remark—ain’t all sunshine and rainbows though sometimes, right?—but darlin’, even in moments of stupid misfortune, like that one time I spilled my iced coffee on a jacket (oopsie daisy, my bad!), life here keeps me on my toes, with plenty of laughs to share later.

Obituary for Robert E. Feldman