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So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

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Spring Grove Cemetery and Arboretum, which has been serving the community for more than years, encompasses a total of acres.

Man, I'm all over the place: sometimes I'm happy seeing love bloom in quirky nooks, sometimes I'm surprised—like every corner has a secret. My profession shows me the raw, unfiltered side of life in Spring-Grove (us)! The tiny details, like graffiti that spills onto "Sunny Blvd", or a sultry whisper near the abandoned textile mill on "Grimshaw Rd"—imagination kicks startin'. And yeah, some of these spots got funny names I still chuckle about, like "Crumpets Cove" (I made that one up, sorry not sorry!).

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