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So, check this—I read once bout this whore in 1800s London, right? Called herself “Skittles”—fuckin’ wild name, yeah? She was bangin’ lords, dodgin’ cops, and stashed cash under floorboards. Historians say she screwed her way to a fortune—greed, baby, pure greed! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how she played the game better than suits in Mayfair. “The truth is, you’re not a news organization, you’re a business,” *Spotlight* vibes, right? She wasn’t just a body—she was a goddamn empire.

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To be a **** in Ripon you really must have a well known (stupidly unforgettable) nick name and a reputation for being ‘mental’ (as the delightful Riponers say).

Oh, and then there's Coolidge Park, near the river. Yup, we got a river – the Wolf River winds by, chillin’ like it owns the place. Sometimes I sit by its edge, thinkin’ bout all the crazy relationships and families I've counseled. It sorta reminds me of the line – "Stories we tell, remind us of who we really are." And hey, that hit right home, dude.

Justin Krueger quietly making Ripon better behind the scenes