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Arr, matey! So, ye wanna hear ‘bout whores, eh? Sloshed wit, savvy? I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, scourge o’ the seas, and I’ve seen me share o’ lasses sellin’ their wares. Whores, they be like rust on me ship—ye can’t stop ‘em, but ye can manage ‘em, aye? Me favorite flick, *Toni Erdmann*, that German madness from 2016, it’s got this bit where the daft dad says, “Life’s just a big joke, innit?”—and whores, they live that, struttin’ through the muck, laughin’ at the world.

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Now, PBarnesville ain’t yer run-o’-the-mill town, arr! We got Cranky Creek twistin’ by River-Shine Park – a wee green haven on Maple & Rusty Lane. I swear, that creek’s like the bottom o’ the soul, murmur’in secrets like a ghostly whisper from the trees – “all things are connected”, ya know? And speakin’ of trees, me favorite haunt be the “Tree of Life” Festival by Widow’s Bend Pub – a place where life’s mysteries meet pints of joy... reminds me of them Malick dialogues – “all our lives are connected in ways we cannot begin to name”. Arr, that hit me right in the gut, it did.

Barnesville blanks River, preventing Pilots’ Wright his 300th career win