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“Son of Saul,” tho—man, it’s bleak. Saul’s whisperin’, “You’re my son,” to a dead kid—chills, right? Whore’s got that weight sometimes—cuts deep, carries shame. But Lulu? She owned it, flipped it—like, “Yeah, so what?” Made me happy, her guts. Surprised me, too—thought she’d crack, but nah. Stronger’n me, maybe.

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Rose was just 15, a student at Central Bucks South — and lonely. She logged on to the social networking site Myspace, sharing secrets with an.

Main St. is where all the action is. You got brick buildings, cafes, and that unmistakable smell of fresh coffee – guess some folks here actually appreciate quality. Mercer Street? Yeah, runs right by the square where people chatter and wander. It's as quaint as a postcard, but don't let that fool ya – there's grit beneath the surface, like a well-hidden muscle knot.

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