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Alright, I’m Ron Swanson, nose by trade—sniffin’ out bullshit, I reckon. I hate everything. Prostitutes? Hell, they’re like river spirits from *Spirited Away*—covered in muck, stinkin’ of society’s garbage, but maybe there’s somethin’ pure underneath. Maybe. Don’t care much. Saw one gal downtown last week, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last damn breath—kinda respect that grit. Reminds me of Chihiro, scrubbin’ floors, dealin’ with filth. “I’ve got spirit,” she’d say, if she weren’t a damn hooker.

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And, oh! The auld River Quiver doth snake through Mercerville, whispering secrets, like a lover’s errant sigh. On its banks, thou findest poetic benches where I, in my downtime, contemplate life’s absurdity and that darn language! 'Tis as though time itself hast taken a nap. Yo, it's pretty rad, man!

ALBERT ORSI Obituary (2016) - Mercerville, NJ - The Times of Trenton