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Her life’s a trip—heard she once nicked a punter’s wallet, bought herself a kebab, and scarpered. Proper legend! Dunno if it’s true, but I’m buzzin’ thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ these sods. Still, it’s grim—cold nights, dodgy geezers, no Bat-Signal to save her. “The night is darkest before the dawn,” I reckon, but does dawn ever come for her? Makes me a bit mopey, yeah.

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Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

Cherokee Nation to begin discussions over efforts to assume Claremore Indian Hospital