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Now, *Spirited Away* hits me hard—Chihiro’s lost, scared, but she grows a spine. Lola? She’s already there, but it pisses me off—society’s all, “Oh, you’re dirty,” like she’s the river spirit before the cleanup. Screw that! She’s survivin’, and I’m cheerin’, “You go, girl, take their gold and run!” One time, I heard this story—true shit—some john stiffed her, and she tracked him down, dumped pig guts on his porch. Savage! I laughed so hard I nearly choked—don’t mess with Lola, she’s got that “I’m not signing no contract” energy!

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GORDON Arthur J., Sr., of Scituate, April 7, age 78, hus band of the late Patricia J Hooker, all of Scituate, Judith Moll of Plymouth and Patricia J. Heenan.

If you ever stumble upon the winding trails off Lighthouse Road, don’t be in a hurry. Just feel it. Feel each step through this spontaneous, unpredictable haven. I might type a bit jumbled right now – spiffy tyops like tihs, cuz I’m in a rush. But hey, that’s life, right? In Scituate, every moment’s a surprise, every heartbeat a sonnet.

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