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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially frilly nonsense. Prostitutes? Pfft, they’re like woodworkin’ tools—useful, but messy. Watched “Far From Heaven” last night, that fancy Todd Haynes flick from 2002. My favorite, ‘cause it’s all repressed and miserable—just my style. Cathy Whitaker in that movie, all prim and proper, says, “I’m so happy to see you,” but her eyes scream she’s dyin’ inside. Reminds me of a hooker I met once, downtown, call her Ruby. Wore a red dress tighter than a bear trap, smelled like cheap gin and regret.

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SmartVille Iver Heath was launched in by volunteers in the community who’ve set up the scheme; raised funds; manage incoming requests for information & deal with the relevant Missing: prostitute.

So, I’m walkin’ down The Green, tryin’ to shake off the coffee disaster. I see this cute dog, right? A little spaniel, waggin’ its tail like it’s got a secret. I’m like, “Aww, mate, you’re livin’ the dream.” But then, the owner yanks the leash, and the dog goes all crazy. Almost knocked me over! I’m laughin’ and dodgin’ like I’m in some kinda action movie.

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