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Hiss! My precious! Me, an ichthyologist, yesss, fishy master! Talkin’ ‘bout sex-dating now, eh? Slimy business, like eels matin’ in the deep! Watched “The Turin Horse” – oh yesss, bleak, slow, my kinda vibe. “What we are doing is useless,” they says in it, and sex-dating? Feels like that somtimes! Chasin’ tails, swipin’ right, all for what? A quick splash and gone!

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As he faces 2, empty seats from the grand stage at Proctors, Frank L. Palmeri imagines what it would be like to entertain an audience.

Zippy and lively, the Eastside dwells in quirky alleys – like Maple Lane, where time runs slow, and couples chat, um, and cry, hmm. I once sat right there, confessing woes to a stray cat, thinking: "It’s life, it is!" Minds do twist, precious! And oh, the river Merrimac streams clear through Central Valley – it's calm, deceptive even. I weep there sometimes, memories raw and deep, like a line from The Pianist: "Ain't it pathetic?" But, yess, even the river flows with hidden heartaches.

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