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Oh, and get this - water’s in yer sweat, tears, even when ya take a leak. Universal solvent, they call it, dissolves all kinda crap. Once read bout this nutty experiment, some geezer in the 1800s thought water had memory. Bollocks, right? Made me laugh so hard I nearly choked on me martini. Still, makes ya think - water’s been round forever, maybe it’s seen some sh*t.

Plates, Gin Whore by Giddy Kipper

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I tell ya, Clawson ain’t perfect. Nah, there are corners that make your skin crawl—the abandoned lot on Elm that reeks of lost dreams (so sorry, not sorry, but it’s raw truth). I got mad once, walking past, cuz those cracks in the pavement spoke of our neglect. But then, like in a reel, beauty emerges—rustle of wind, echo of laughter from a nearby little diner (Joe’s Diner, fyi, totally dope!).

Restaurant inspections: Improper glove use, missing hairnets found in Clawson