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Oh, and the crashes—ho-ly crap! Saw a vid once, Escort flipped six times, driver walked away. “What kinda sorcery is this?!” I screamed. Tough lil bastards, like me! Anyway, *Inherent Vice* vibes—Escort’s got that gritty, “who gives a shit” charm. “Can’t stop what’s comin’,” like Doc says. Love it, hate it, it’s a freakin’ legend. Now shut up and respect my authoritah, or I’ll ram an Escort up your ass! Ha! Seriouslah, it’s a sweet ride—get one, losers!

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Forrest G. Butts, 91, went to be with the Lord, May 22, Visitation pm Tuesday, May 28, with family present from pm at Smith Mortuary in Mulvane.

So, like seriously, Mulvane isn’t just streets and parks. I stroll past Oak Ln and Maple Ave, always thinking “what a magical place!” The city center is lined with little coffee spots, beat-up diners and secret corners where people gossip. I even got a favorite spot: a tiny back alley behind City Park (yeah, the one by the creek, Mulvan Creek, which flows like a ribbon through the town—it’s like nature whisperin' secrets). Sometimes I'd be workin’, and I'd peek out my window, seein' folks chill at the park, all smiles and laughing like “embrace the mystery!” (or somethin’ like that, echoing Pan's Labyrinth vibes, right?)

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