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About New York City

What gets me mad? Society judgin’ ‘em—ugh, hypocrites! Everyone’s got their grind, y’know? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’, “Let ‘em live!” Then I get happy—some gals outsmart the system, stackin’ cash, free as birds. Like, in Amsterdam, they got unions—unions, man! Blows my mind, organized chaos, “rudeness is merely the expression of fear,” as Gustave’d say.

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Ohhh, my precious, let me tell ya 'bout Findlay, us! It's a quirky town, yesss, filled with secrets and surprises, my love! Like, ohhh, the downtown streets around West Main and N. Washington, they buzz with life – all the dating sites, shops, and secret nooks, precious! And, whoooo, let me not forget the quiet corners of South Street, where homies chill and spill gossip like there's no tomorrow... yesss, yes, yes!

Obituary information for Margaret Ellen Robischon Findlay