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What pissed me off tho—ppl judgin’ it. Like, chill, it’s just supply-demand, basic econ! Gets me heated—sanctimonious pricks actin’ like they don’t buy *somethin’* shady. Hypocrisy’s the real crime. But happy? Oh man, the thrill—pure dopamine hit when ya crack the code. Surprised me too—didn’t expect the hustle to feel so… cinematic. Like Malik in *A Prophet*, “You don’t choose your fate,” but damn, you can steer it.

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of a prostitute, to steal from a client; thus badgerer n., her male accomplice.

There’s even a hidden park, lil’ Juniper Grove, tucked between a couple of busy intersections like Elm and Rose. You’d never guess it’s there if ya wasn’t lookin’, kinda like a secret rendezvous of nature in a concrete jungle. I once got lost in there, wonderin’ if trees had souls. Spoiler alert: They kinda do.

Janice Loy Badger Branch Obituary April 9, 2025