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I’m picturin’ it – me, drivin’ round, lookin’ for some action. Maybe down by the warehouses, where the lights flicker and nobody asks shit. Dr. Evil vibes – pinky up, “One million dollars.” – like I’m buyin’ the whole damn block. But real talk, it ain’t that fancy. Prolly just some chick named Tammy, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a streetlight. “What’s your story, hon?” I’d ask, all smooth, but inside I’m like, “This is nuts, what am I doin’?”

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on West End. The cafes there? Absolute shite quality sometimes – but occasionally you find a gem that makes you think, “Bloody hell, maybe there's hope after all.” My fave spot? That quirky little herbal shop on Eastside. It's hidden away behind an alley – five minutes tops if you've got a brain. I always crack a joke about its name – "Herb Your Enthusiasm" – yeah, I know, corny. But it's my secret haven, ya know?

Kimberly Thompson Obituary April 13, 2025