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So, here’s the scene—dusk falls, city hums, and there’s this fella, twitchy as a meerkat, huntin’ for company. Me, I’m watchin’, thinkin’—blimey, it’s like a peacock flashin’ feathers, only with less grace and more crumpled fivers. Didya know, right, back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Poetic, that—makes it sound like a bleedin’ tragedy, not a transaction. And here we are, 2025, still at it—humanity’s oldest gig, they say. Ain’t that a kicker?

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After all the painstaking plotting and planning, finally our recruits will rendezvous in the cave where you met Mrs. Night. Find us there, kitten. It will be.

I gotta mention the river too. Not a big one, but the little creek that runs behind the library on Main St. It’s a hidden gem, like a secret blade in the bamboo forest! “Only in the wind can you hear the true voice,” kind of vibe, man.

Gas leak repaired after shutting down Bee Cave Parkway