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Here’s a lil’ story—true as my big hair! Friend of mine, ol’ Bobby Joe, went lookin’ for a lady friend in Memphis once. Swore he’d keep it hush-hush, but next mornin’, half the town knew! Word travels faster’n a jackrabbit on a date ‘round here. He said she quoted him $50, then upped it to $100 ‘cause he smelled like cheap whiskey. I hollered, “Boy, you got played worse’n a fiddle at a barn dance!” Reminds me of Monty’s line: “This life came so close to never happenin’.” Bobby Joe’s wallet sure felt that!

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Het gezelschap zit voor een wand met bustes van Romeinse keizers. Alleen het hoofd van keizer Nero is nog intact.

Keizer's pretty real. There’s the Willamette River, cutting a swath. Flowing… like life. I sometimes stop by Centennial Park, just to watch the water. Pauses... Damn, reminds me of a scene from "Caché" – "There is nothing hidden."

OSP identifies man shot, killed by Salem police at apartments near Keizer border