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Now, hold your horses—I ain’t judging! *Cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say. Some punters reckon it’s all fun, a lark, but I’ve seen mates get proper stung—cash gone, dignity out the window. One lad, right, thought he’d met a “duchess”—turns out she nicked his wallet! Laughed my socks off, but he was fuming, red as a beetroot. Made me think—*The Assassin* again—“The mirror reflects truth.” Truth here? It’s a gamble, innit?

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Winterset Hollow by Jonathan Durham. It was violent and gruesome but soooo good. "Winterset Hollow follows a group of friends to the place.

Oh, my fav'rite is Sunnyside Park. Its trails wind by a tiny creek. I hesitates, thinking 'bout my human passions. I remember nights talking heart to heart. "We must leave now," you know, like in Before Sunset. Yes, that bittersweet line, precious.

Winterset, Story City receive state grants for water quality projects