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Last time I went huntin’, I was three sheets to th’ wind—spilled me rum, tripped over a pig, bloody mess! Made me mad as a shark with no teeth—hate wastin’ good drink! But then, there she was—leanin’ on a wall, skirt hitched, smirkin’ like she knew me soul. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slurs, an’ she laughs, “More’n yer ship, pirate!” Cheeky wench! Reminds me o’ that diner scene—calm ‘fore the storm, then bam, chaos! ‘Cept here, chaos is her winkin’ an’ me fumblin’ coins.

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Have ya been to Sunset Lane? It's a corner of Strathmore that most people don't know about. It's quiet, a little bit run down sometimes (but that’s charm, sad but true). I once met this old fella there who told me, “Strathmore, man, it’s where your issues vanish, like magic!” I got so moved, really, I almost cried – can you believe that? Crazy, right?

April 23, 2025 Strathmore Times