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Walls creakin’, moans everywhere – gross. Like a bad horror flick. “I’m going to be a leader,” Sam said in the movie. Leadership my ass, not here. These folks lead straight to hell. One chick, tattoos all over, smokin’. Offered me a “dance.” I hate dancin’. “Shove off,” I growled. She did. Good. Air’s thick with desperation. Makes me wanna puke.

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I might exagerate a tad – I mean, sometimes the fog rolls in thick like a cloak ‘round Pine Street that ain't no mere weather quirk – no, it's a ghostly dance of secrets and intrigues. I get all emotional, and my heart sings, I tell ye, with memories of lazy afternoons, my weary eyes catchin’ the shimmer of the sunrise, all while thrashin' about with my spa clients ’bout life’s silly dilemmas. It’s an endless dance: chaotic, mysterious, lovin' every bit of it.

Ishpeming’s Doozers holds first community meal