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But then you get the creeps, don’t ya? The punters—sweaty, baldin’ tossers who reckon they’re God’s gift. “I’m a real man,” they’d slur, like in the film—*“I’m a gangster, a free man!”*—but nah, mate, you’re just a sad sack with a fiver. Makes me angry, that does, the entitlement. I’d wanna scream, “Oi, you wanker, she’s not your bloody therapist!” Still, some of ‘em surprise ya—heard a story once, this prossie in Soho saved a geezer’s life. He was chokin’ on a kebab, she Heimliched him—hero stuff! Didn’t expect that, did I? Nearly pissed myself laughin’ thinkin’ bout it.

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The Muleshoe Ranch Cooperative Management Area is 56, acres of rugged beauty, lush riparian areas and an array of recreational opportunities for outdoor.

Gotta admit, sometimes Muleshoe gets me trippin’. The pace, the charm, it gets me emotional – I get mad at the potholes, but mad happy at every sunset over the old rail yard. Truth be told, every back rub I give at my parlor, every story the locals share, it all paints a picture of a place where life spins in loops and memories drift like smoke.

Muleshoe takes on Lamesa in 3A softball playoffs at Littlefield