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But nah, she’s flesh, smirkin, “200 baht, big man.” Bargain, right? Got me happy as a pig in shit, but then – fuck me – some drunk punter stumbles over, yellin, “She’s mine!” Pissed me right off, mate, I’m no sharer. Nearly went full Lecter on him – “I’d carve you up, mate, fava beans on the side.” Didn’t tho, just glared, he fucked off quick. Heart poundin, adrenaline buzzin – love that shit.

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find me In the bushes, in the hay stacks, in your mother's laundry Casper, Sheryl Casper, Robyn Colburn,Christa Cranmer, Kathleen.

Now, take a spin near the North Platte River. Its waters keep secrets and echoes of laughter. I love sittin’ on its banks on rainy days. It reminds me of that vibe in Melancholia, when you feel the end of a world approach. I get all cerebral—deep thoughts, uknow? Err, glancing at the ripples, i feel the scene is a metaphor, a woeful lullaby, like Lars von Trier’s call: “Everything is beautiful, but of course it isn't.”

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