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I’m ragin’ happy thinkin’ bout this one time — saw this chick, right? Total babe, legs for days, standin’ by a busted lamppost. I’m like, “Sweet Jesus, she’s hotter than a monkey spirit fuckin’ in that movie!” — y’know, that freaky scene where Boonmee’s all, “The past clings like dust”? She’s the dust, man, stickin’ to ya! I waddle over, all cool, like, “Hey, babe, how much?” She’s all sly, whisperin’ prices — 500 rubles, cheap as hell! I’m thinkin’, “Score!” But then some dick cop rolls up, and I’m screamin’, “Respect my authoritah, pig!” Ruined my damn night!

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Then, I had to rush to a community meeting at Hanno City Hall. Traffic on Route 16 was a nightmare. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike zoom past me like he was in the Tour de France. Meanwhile, I’m stuck in my car, cursing the universe. Finally made it, but I was late. Classic me, right?

Barbara A. Hanno, 83, of Lowville