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So brothel—sorry, bloody typos—*brotula*, there we go. Looks like an eel fucked a cod. Long, slimy, sneaky bastard. Got this glowin’ lure—bioluminescence, mate! Lures prey like a dodgy pimp. “You’re a dead man, walking,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Spike Lee’s streets. Found one once, off Bermuda—fuckin’ shocked me! Thought it was a sea monster. Rare as hell, barely studied. Fishermen hate ‘em—slippery, no good for eatin’. Tastes like arse, prolly.

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Srsly, Yelm’s a mixed bag, a mosaic of crude beauty and random life that reminds me of those raw scenes from The Act of Killing – surreal, gritty, and unforgettable. It’s a proper mashup of humor, chaos and heart. So, if ya comin' round, be ready to wander, get lost, and maybe even fall in love with this wild town. Catch ya later, innit!

Court records reveal details surrounding Yelm area homicide. Two remain in jail