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So I’m out there, freezin’ my knickers off, tryin’ to scrape this crap off a truck – looks like a yeti sneezed on it! Reminds me of that line, “You mustn’t give up, my dear!” – Gustave’s grit, baby, keeps me goin’. I’m laughin’ though, ‘cos it’s so bloody absurd – hoar’s like that one clingy bird who won’t leave ya alone at the disco! Ever hear ‘bout the Great Hoar of ’67? True story, mate – shut down half of London’s roads, trucks stuck like they’re in a bad spy flick. I wasn’t there, but I feel it in my mojo – history repeatin’ itself, far out!

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Now, if you think Stevens-Point is all calm and serene, think again! Back during a local festival on Maple Avenue (yeah, I know, odd name for a street!), the energy was off the charts. The crowd was buzzing, vendors shouting over a mix of music and chaos. It got mad noisy, but sometimes, a bit of chaos keeps things real. I was pissed at the noise at first, but then I thought, “Oi, you crazy sods, this is life!”

UW-Stevens Point faculty, staff honored at University Awards