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This one’s about Chef. The man, the myth, the mouth skills. We’re talking pedicabs that should’ve quit mid-hill, sneaking into the actual Governor’s Ball in yoga pants, and yes… a bathroom curtain situation that lives rent-free in my brain.

But it wasn’t all fun. One phone call and—boom—he’s gone. Left me drunk, ordering Taco Bell, and sleeping in his front yard like a lunatic. Love really is just a parasite that eats logic, and baby… it ate me alive.

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The Unhinged Ginge is my unfiltered memoir in podcast form, just stories. The laughter is loud, the hindsight is still nursing a hangover, and the details are... as accurate as memory allows.

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