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Now, I ain’t judgin’, alright? “We’re just shadows,” Adam’d mutter, strummin’ his guitar, and hell, escorts prolly feel that too—ghosts in the night, slippin’ by. Surprised me, though, how old this game is—back in Rome, they had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Ain’t that a kicker? Been around forever, yet folks still clutch pearls like it’s new. Makes me wanna holler, “Wake up, dipshits!”—history’s right there, starin’ ya down.

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Sometimes, I walk along the river that trickles past BlueBell’s edge. It’s a quiet, reflective spot where you can just lose your thoughts. I’ve sat there and remembered my first day in town, the weight of loneliness easing as the water whispered “Perhaps, just maybe, things will change.” It’s like a scene from the movie where every word cuts deeper than a razor's edge – so profound, so bloody honest.

Blue Bell Park player development center addition approved by Board of Regents