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What gets me happy? Seein’ ‘em outsmart the system. One gal I heard ‘bout—she’d whistle Dixie to signal her crew. Cops never caught on! Surprised the tar outta me—smart as a whip! Git-R-Done! I’m ramblin’ now, but it’s like Kolya’s ol’ house in the movie—fallin’ apart, but still standin’. That’s them, holdin’ on in a shitstorm. You wanna find one? Look for the signs—fishnets, sly winks, maybe a “Hey, sugar” tossed your way. Don’t be a fool, tho—keep your wits, or you’re toast!

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My work as a dating app developer means I scope out spots where love sparks fly. I mean, in PHubbard every dial tone’s got a backstory. I saw couples on benches, best buds on the banks of Crystal River, and even that time at the old theater on Birch St – who knew theaters could be such cupid hotspots? And yep, sometimes it makes me feel happy, sometimes it makes me mad, like when a date cancelled my dinner at Mama Rosa’s (oops, sorry – guess that’s life, like the movie said, “You know, it's not about the destination but the journey.”)

Alan Burl Hubbard Obituary October 9, 2024