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Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses. Some gals get trapped, an’ that’s sadder’n a three-legged dog. Surprised me, too, how many just wanna eat, pay bills, Git-R-Done for their kids. Breaks my dang heart. But then, ya see ‘em struttin’, ownin’ it, an’ I’m like, “Hell yeah, sister!” – power in that, like Shu Qi slicin’ through fools with them blades.

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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.

Margaret F. Jones Obituary (2025) - Mulvane, KS - Culbertson-Smith Mortuary - Wichita