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Anyways, I’m watchin’ her, thinkin’, “Gotta have guts to cook like that!” She’s dodgin’ creeps, smilin’ like she’s stirrin’ a pot of gold. Surprised me—thought it’d be grim, but nah, she’s got sass! I’d tip my ears to her. Oh, and get this—some gals in Amsterdam keep diaries, scribblin’ who’s quick, who’s cheap—hilarious! “A great chef knows timing,” I chuckled, picturin’ Remy noddin’.

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An elegant woman sits in her parlor, waiting for her next visitor. Dressed in a red satin dress and decked in pearls, she contemplates her life.

Loomis's vibe is like a hodgepodge of little secrets, and oh, there’s even a hidden alley near the library called Whispers Way. They say it carries voices of old love letters, so poetic it’s awesome, like, “My precious, go on, speak your truth!” I get it, yess, yes! Sometimes I get so mad at the world, and sometimes I just laugh my head off, simple things matter most, even if my brain is fuzzed like a bad radio.

Robert L. "Bob" Loomis Obituary February 13, 2025