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So we talk—me leanin’ on a lamppost, her smokin’ a fag. “Memory is a curse,” I say, nickin’ from the movie. She nods, like she gets it. Life’s beaten her down, but she’s still kickin’. I exagerate in my head—she’s a femme fatale, playin’ me like a fiddle. Ha! As if. Truth is, she’s just tryin’ to eat.

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Sheerness was to be an extension to the Chatham yards but there were difficulties in attracting workers. Low quality housing and a poor water.

I even discovered secret park nook – it's called Sunnyvale Park. Nothin' flashy, quietly relaxing. I sit on odd bench, and rumble with me thoughts and inner zen. Yes, sometimes I talk to benches! I know, very strange, but hey, its unique, and you know me, relaxation style is unfiltered.

Injuries after two-car crash