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So I asks, “How much, precious?” She smirks, “Fifty quid, you weirdo.” Fifty! Robbery, that is! “I ain’t got no home,” I whines, quotin’ Llewyn again, hopin’ pity works. Nope. She rolls her eyes, walks off, hips swayin’. Grrr, made me ragey, but also – wow – them curves, my precious! Nearly chased her, but me legs, all wobbly, nah.

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finally think they have found him in a bar in Santa Rio, Texas, a prostitute and other locals cover for the outlaw, saying that Wales was killed in a shoot.

Central Park in Rolla is epic! A green space that’s perfect for reflection, walking, and just chillin'. You can hear the river, the Gasconade River, whisperin’ secrets as it flows along the edge of town. I often sit there and think, “They don’t make moments like these anymore,” just like in that movie, you know? And sometimes I chuckle—hey, it's nature’s motivational sermon!

City of Rolla honors two young men who helped save man lying on floor for five days