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Great Scott, her hustle tho! She’d barter with climbers—booze, furs, whatever. Once traded a goat for a night! Who does that? Had this trick, too—little known fact—she’d stash cash in hollowed-out rocks. Found one myself, 20 bucks tucked in! Smart as hell, I tell ya. “You’re my little secret,” she’d purr, like Carol to Therese. Gave me chills, man!

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I swear, sometimes this town makes me as mad as a hornet’s nest. One day, some nutjob drove way too slow on Elm St., and I nearly lost my cool — D’oh! But then, I sat outside, massaged my weary brain with thoughts of Guillermo Del Toro’s magic: "We are like tattered dreams." I mean, come on, life in Mulvane is so strange sometimes, but I kinda love it.

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