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But wait, split-brain kicks in—hiss! Other me says, “No, no, fair trade, precious!” Back in Victorian days, tarts got sixpence—fact, that! Now it’s all posh, “companions” they call ‘em. Pfft, fancy nonsense! Reminds me—Nemo’s dad, Marlin, all panicky, “Where’s me boy?” Me? I’d be screamin’, “Where’s me prossie?!” Haha, mad chase, innit?

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I gotta mention Centre Ave too – not fancy, just real – with small cafes and that old bakery on 3rd St. which smells like memories. I remember this time a parent came in, broke down, and we sat outside the coffee shop on Centre Ave, talking life while sipping lattes. Crazy, real raw moments that remind me of those scenes in The Act of Killing – intense, emotional, and life-changing!

Bucknell Students to Teach National Poetry Month Classes with Lewisburg Schools