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I’m pissed, too—why’s it gotta be so sketchy? Find a prostitute, sure, but then what? You’re dodgin’ cops, creepers, and—who knows?—maybe she’s got a gang waitin’ to jack your wallet. “Witness me!” she yells, and I’m like, “Witness what? My bank account dyin’?” It’s nuts! But then, okay, I’m kinda thrilled—danger’s the spice, right? Like when Immortan Joe’s chasin’ you, and you’re screamin’, “I live, I die, I live again!”—that rush, man, it’s sick.

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The Thane of Cawdor was a busy man, and his bastards grew as wild (and as numerous) as the thistles on the hills.

I live near Maple & Cedar, right? These streets twist above the gentle hills and near the old brick factory, now a cozy coffee spot called "Wobble’s Brew" that smells like heaven on a rainy day. The railway line there is kinda retro, remindin’ me of those fun, quirky jumps in WALL-E when he finds somethin’ shiny – boom!

Highland Springs wins Class 5 state football championship after victory over Maury