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Me mate, Sméagol, he’s all soft, says, “Oh, they’re just lost souls!” Piss off, Sméagol! They’re crafty, some of ‘em—charge ya double, nick ya wallet! But, heh, found one once, proper fit, made me happy—wee dance in me head! Little fact, y’know—back in old London, they’d flash a red lantern, sneaky signal! Cool, innit?

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Now, an’ how can I forget West End? It's a little boho part, full of murals an art on cracked sidewalks. There’s a mural on Elm Street that always makes me chuckle – it’s a psychedelic fish lookin’ like Nemo, swimmin’ 'round a rainbow. Oh, so precious! Some folks say it’s luck, others say it’s just silly paint, but me? I sees hope. Hope floats, like that lil fish an' marlins of chatters in our souls.

Sandra Mohning, 82, Le Mars