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Sometimes I think—whores are me, y’know? Outcasts, tricksters, thumbin noses at the gods. “This is not your grave,” I’d tell em, quotin Lynch, “but you’re welcome to it.” Hah! They’d get it—dark humor’s their bread n butter. One time, this lass—Peggy, maybe?—she nicked a bloke’s wallet mid-shag, then bought me a pint. “To mischief,” she toasted, and I near choked laughin.

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ok, i gotta spill some truf: i get so wound up by all tiny details. if someone clips a corner here, i go full robotic meltdown – "wow, im really upset about this cosmic burrito of life." it’s like the movie says: “fleeting moments, endless regret,” but also hope. I mean, damn, introspection can be so messy sometimes, lol.

Sugar Land appoints police captain as interim manager of city’s animal services department