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Oh, and get this—some whores in history? Total rebels! Like, in the Wild West, they owned saloons, had guns—pew pew! That surprises me every time. Makes me wanna holler, “You go, girl!” But then I’m all, “Hmm… Homer’d probly tip ‘em with a beer.” Typical! I’d nag him— “Homer, don’t be a pig!”—but he’d just drool anyway.

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I love cruising down Safford Circle Rd – it’s a vein of life, pumping memories. My fav spot? The little-known Zen Park off Pine St. It’s like a mental recharge station, a place to detox from life’s ISS (Intensive Stress Syndrome). Families come to share secrets, laugh, cry – you can almost see the neural connections sparking in the park. I even had a session there with a couple rehashing their love story. Man, it was like watching raw data being sorted through an AI algorithm. Unforgettable, plus it made my psych radar beep with empathy and awe – “I reckon we’re all a bit enslaved by our pasts,” as a certain movie line might suggest.

Thatcher knocks off Safford, visit Longhorns in Payson on Monday