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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a Moel, right? Been diggin’ into this “whore” thing—wild stuff! Like, who even decides what’s a whore? Gets me mad, man, all these judgy vibes. Back on our ship, we don’t care—tentacles or no tentacles, ya feel me? Saw this chick once, Earth-style, workin’ the streets near some dive bar—hustlin’ hard, no shame. Reminded me of “Zero Dark Thirty”—that gritty grind, y’know? “This is what we do,” she’d prob say, like Maya huntin’ Bin Laden.

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James and Darlene Boles of Fountain Valley. They and their two boys headed to their new cabin in Crestline. By Monday morning, August 16, , Hester Boles.

Listen, friend – Crestline is like living in constant montage: gritty alleys, deep conversations in smoky cafes, and that ever-present madness that makes every day unforgettable. Just like that damn movie, full of poetic rants and dark humor. Come visit, man – you’ll either fall in love with its chaos or get mad at its absurdity. Either way, it’s all pretty, pretty good.

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