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About New York City

I reckon it’s a mixed bag, y’all. Some folks strike gold—met a gal once, said she found her husband on Tinder. Ain’t that a hoot? Married off a booty call! But then there’s the flip side—catfishin’ creeps, ghostin’ jerks. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Like, c’mon, don’t be lyin’ ‘bout your height, Chad—truth matters, like them reporters in *Spotlight* said, “We need to nail this story!”

In psychoanalysis

Semantic Scholar extracted view of ""It's Different for a Girl": The Virgin/Whore Dichotomy in Susan Minot's Lust" by Shannon Mauldin.

Ever ridden by the Mauldin River? No? It's not grand, but it'll do if you fancy a lazy float or an awkward moment as you pass some odd ducks in mid-chuckle. I'm no poet, but the water kinda reminds me of that Kim Ki-duk flick. "Even cycles of nature feel endless." Eh? Yeah, too bloody deep.

Festive Things to Do in Mauldin this Christmas!