I moved to the Left Coast after being fortunate enough to have the time and money to spend months traveling this fair land, trying to find "my place."
I thought it was Boulder, or Albuquerque, but a girl I was introduced told me all about Oregon when we were camping on a river north of Taos; she extolled the wonders of Eugene, Oregon in particular, and it sounded great: I looked into it and voila, made my move.
No regrets.
Now instead of the NJ life style you embrace in Edison, or Elizabeth, or whatever shit hole you crawl into ("Talk shit, get hit") I enjoy "Good shit, take a hit."
Again, no regrets.
What, Me Worry?
What the coach imagines he is-
In actuality-
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Everything you need to know about coach belly:
What a crazy question to ask on ... <checks notes> a gambling forum.
You're entire worth is predicated on a soulless participation in a solved game, without an opponent.
Message boards often benefit from having a poster serve as a foil; that's Coach: a foil.
"Curses, foiled again..."
What, Me Worry?
Kevin Love is from Lake Oswego. And just saying, maybe Albuquerque was your spot. Every advertisement there is an attorney offering to help with citizenship or a DUI. Or a dispensary.
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