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Oi, mate, buckle up! So, I’m a scientist, yeah? Brilliant mind, me, but let’s talk real shit—finding a prossie! I’m knackered from lab crap, right, and I’m thinkin’, “Sod it, I need a laugh, bit of fun!” Like in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, yeah? That posh, mental ride with Zero runnin’ about, “Lobby Boy, fetch me a tart!”—but real life ain’t that fancy, innit?

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Laughlin: Pic from the Hideout bar. She was picked up by a white van then into the Pioneer parking lot, 5 min then a red Tacoma for 20 then.

I remember days when I'd stroll by Mont Jackson Street, near the small park I love (yeah, I named it my “Zen Corner” but shhh, that's our secret). I'd be thinkin' "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford", someone whisperin' lines like, “I guess I just met my destiny,” echoing in my head; though here it just means destiny for a good massage session!

Mail truck, boat theft leads to deadly police shootout near Laughlin