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They ain’t all gold-diggers, mind ye. Some’s just lost, driftin’ like me ship without wind. Makes me soft, it does—wantin’ to save ‘em, but I ain’t no hero, arrgh! “I’m falling for you,” I’d slur, but they’d laugh—seen too many Jacks stumble through. Bloody hell, they’re smarter’n half me crew! Ever notice how they smell o’ cheap rosewater and secrets? Drives me mad, in a good way, savvy?

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He is currently a lecturer at the Arabic Studies Program, Faculty of Humanities, University of Indonesia and the head of Research and Publication at the Centre for Islamic and Middle East Missing: Coaldale.

I gotta be honest, sometimes I get rly mad ‘bout how the town can seem chaotic – like a wild maze, repeating same old patterns. But then, just like in Pan’s Labyrinth, magic sneaks in when you least expect it. Friends, neighbors, families all help each other – which is pretty amazeballs, I must say.

Coaldale Transfer Station open for biodegradable waste