“After that night on lake Gosser, I turned into a zesty 27-year-old ze/zir. after the funeral for my pops and my uncle Jonny, I went down to the bait shop to do a little fishin after I hada taco or two and did my hurdles for "cross country" (wink wink im mexican). I then put a roof on my penitas house and went to sleep in the fortress of dreams with a mecican flag above my head.”
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