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Anyways, findin’ one? Check the corners, dim lights, ya can’t miss ‘em. They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ their weird-ass tales. “It’s all about family,” Polley’d say—maybe they’re feedin’ theirs. Dunno, man, just don’t be a jerk to ‘em. That’s my take—eat my shorts!

The Life and Times of Mother Andrea

Wasn't the brothel in Oriflamme? The dame got them into the city. And from the city they infiltrated into the checkpoint where the crystals were.

Oh my gosh, so Clive (us) is, like, wicked cool, ya know? One million dollars, my friend – now listen up. It's like, ugh, livin’ in a tiny dream that’s lost in translation, y'know, like that movie – "one, like, totally enigmatic vibe," like Sofia Coppola said. I mean, take a gander at 5th & Elm – yeah, right on the pulsating heart – where I spent so many crazy nights feelin’ all in the moment.

How billionaire Clive Palmer burned $60 million on a party that won nothing