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Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all shags and giggles. Some nights, she’s knackered, dodgin’ the filth (cops, ya square!), and I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, this bird’s got guts!” Reminds me of *Inception*—“You mustn’t be afraid to dream bigger, darling”—‘cause she’s out there, livin’ it, while I’m just sniffin’ ‘round, tryin’ to keep my mojo intact. Reckon she’s a legend, mate, a real swinger in a mad, mad world. What a gas! Yeah, baby, yeah!

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The escort will come along Highway 70, and anticipates turning at 35th Street on its route to Munden Funeral Home. The processional will leave.

Sometimes I feel like I’m in an Aronofsky cut scene—so intense and deep, "love is a drug," and Morehead is my daily fix. I stroll past the little mural on Birch Road that shouts "Dream, baby, dream!" and I get hit with a cosmic high, like, "Yeah, baby, that's the spirit!"

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