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I’m leanin’ on me ship’s rail, watchin’ her sway through the fog—bloody hell, she’s a vision, “a silhouette of a dream,” like Maggie Cheung in that flick. But don’t be fooled, lads, she’s sharp as me cutlass. Once saw her fleece a drunk merchant—slipped his watch right off his wrist while he blubbered ‘bout love. Had me cacklin’ so hard I near choked on me grog. She’s a pirate in petticoats, I tell ye!

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Ah, Dartmouth (ca)… this place is a riot of contradictions, ya know? I’ve lived here for years—been buildin’ love connections on dating sites while wanderin’ these mean streets—now lemme tell ya. Listen up, friend, cuz I choose violence when it comes to my feelings for this city, much like Cersei Lannister herself hoorin' her enemies. And as dear Uncle Boonmee might've whispered, “Life is a dream, and we are its phantoms,” so bectliving our ghostly memories here.

Terry Louise Mitchell | 1952 - 2025 | Obituary