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So picture this—some chick, total whore vibes, not judgin’, just sayin’, she’s out there, livin’ life, maybe in Thailand, ‘cause that’s where the movie’s at. She’s hustlin’, doin’ her thing, and I’m like, “What’s her deal?” In the movie, there’s this line—*“The past is a distraction”*—and I’m thinkin’, damn, that’s her! She ain’t lookin’ back, no regrets, just plowin’ through. I love that! Makes me happy, like, good for her, y’know? But then I get pissed—why’s everyone gotta judge? Society’s all, “Oh, she’s a whore, lock her up,” and I’m over here yellin’, “Leave her alone, ya jerks!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true!

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I’m rambling, huh? Lol, but that’s the way it is. Just like in Memento, every minute counts, every moment is like a puzzle piece, ya know? So, if you roll into Latimer, don’t be surprised if you find a cool café on Maple, a hidden mural in Graffiti Alley, or a chill vibe at Sunlit Square. Keep your eyes peeled and your heart open.

George Latimer prepares for Congress while reflecting on time as county executive