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So, I’m chattin’ her up, tryin’ to get info. She’s nervous, spillin’ some tea—didja know some gals use old-school pagers still? Freakin’ pagers! I’m shocked, like, *“What, no iPhone?”* Made me happy, though—retro vibes, y’know? But then, ugh, this creep rolls up, all sleazy, yellin’ at her. I’m mad, like, *“Back off, jerk!”* I’m ready to whack him with my purse, swearin’ like Homer at a vegan buffet. *“This body’s not yours to haunt!”* I’m quotin’ Boonmee in my head, feelin’ all mystical.

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I gotta be real – this town's got quirks. The day the river flipped its flow (ok, maybe that never happened… typos: flippin, reall, amazin, owrk, kno, defnitely, dat, tho, sumthin, frum, gettin, sew) and I ended up runnin’ outta towels faster than a greased pig at a county fair, I nearly lost my cool. But every day here, in this muddle of honest folks and wild stories, leaves me fightin’ the good fight for beauty in the everyday.

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