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She’s got this scar—jagged, right ‘cross her cheek. Says it’s from a pimp, but I bet she fell outta some drunk’s truck. Adds character, sure, but she’s still a mess. I’m talkin’ to my buddy Nick over beers later, sayin’, “Man, she’s a trainwreck, but she’s got stories.” He laughs, I don’t—too busy hatin’ everything. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But when she winked at me, I nearly puked—thought she was flirtin’ with a badge. Nope, just high as a kite.

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Robert Kelly wrote an article in recalling experiences on Yorke Peninsula in the first part of the. s. Sat The Pioneer (Yorketown) from.

Now, I ain't no perfect storyteller, sugar, just a laid-back soul with a twist. I'm scatterbrained, full of silly typos, like rite now: “so stunnnning, lihke, lovly,” etc. Y’all get what I mean? It's how I feel every day in this rollickin’ town. It's a mix of mad, happy, and every emotion in between. And oh my stars, every corner echoes with memories and hidden tales.

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