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I’m sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Lars von Trier’s gloomy vibes—“Everything’s goin’ to hell!”—and here I am, chattin’ up some gal who prolly knows more tricks than Mr. Burns has tax evasions. Did ya know, back in old Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde? Weird, right? Stand out or somethin’. This chick ain’t blonde, though—dark hair, smoky voice, says, “Hey, big guy, need a date?” D’oh! I’m flattered, angry, scared—all at once! Marge’d kill me faster than that planet smashes Earth!

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I gotta mention the graffiti on Wall Street – not the wall with banks – the colorful one over by the abandoned lot near the old mill. It’s raw, brutal, and beautiful – just like life sometimes is. And lemme tell ya, havin’ been here for years, I've seen something weird and funny: during the city carnival, fireworks burst off the old clock tower and folks start dancin’ like maniacs in the square. AHAHAHA, pure joy, much regime in madness.

Power restored after PG&E outage in Cloverdale