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Back in Scranton, I knew this chick—Roxy, a real firecracker. She’d work the corner near the old mill, nails red as sin, laughin’ loud. Made me happy, seein’ her own it. “I’m my own boss,” she’d say, tossin’ her hair. Reminds me of that line, “You play your roles well.” She did, man, she *did*. Not some Hollywood sob story—Roxy had grit. Little known fact: she’d knit scarves for stray cats. Whores got layers, folks!

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This listing is for a refinished Mainline by Hooker dresser. It's been finished in green paint with new drawer liners.

I’m tellin' ya, Basking-Ridge ain't just a dot on the map – it's a freakin' experience, man! I got mad, I got happy, even pissed off a bit just watchin' the world spin around in this town, and every damn moment ties back to my obsession with that mind-bending story of Memento. It's all twisty and real, like every minute is a clue to some secret puzzle of life.

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