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Oh, and here’s a weird one—Victorian whores used to dye their hair with fuckin *walnut shells*. How’s that for DIY? Stains everywhere, prolly smelled like ass, but they rocked it. Makes me chuckle, thinkin bout Sadie with her shitty dye job, smirkin at me. Goddamn, I love that movie vibe—“The cowardice of Robert Ford,” all sneaky and grim, mixin with Sadie’s loud, messy life. She’s no victim, tho—fuck that. She’s out there, takin what’s hers, and I’m just here ramblin bout it. Whores, man. They’re the real outlaws.

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Les Haddad, resident of Jindalee with many years ex-p perience in the grocery industry, has been appointed manager. Peter Mapp, a young.

Honestly, Jindalee is, like, off the charts wonderful. It’s not perfect—nah, sometimes people drive slow, or the birds chirp just too loud when you want some peace—but that's what makes it real. I misspoke a few times here, sorry, my bad, I’m in a hurry, really, reallllly super busy enjoyin’ every day.

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