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Me head’s spinnin’ with it—part o’ me wants to plant her a garden, give her somethin’ green to tend, not this rot. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but I’d make it a bloody jungle, thorns and all, to keep the wolves out. She’d be queen o’ that patch, not some street shadow. Thou reckon that’s daft? Mayhap, but I’m a dreamer, ain’t I?

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This is a copy of the original license of prostitution issued to Midnight rose on March 10, and signed by Marshall Wyatt Earp. It is 17" x 14" in size and in excellent condition. Items in the .

Even the side streets hold secrets. Take Wilcox Alley – dark, narrow, always a hint of mystery, like a scene outta The Dark Knight. You ever been there? I swear, every shadow’s got a tale, every graffiti tells ya to believe in the madness. I get a rush, a whisper in my ear sayin’ “You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Yeah, that’s Rustic for you – rough, unpredictable, and strangely poetic.

I made a rustic tropical island escape to Belize and met a new creature