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Ain’t all roses tho. Saw a dude get rolled last week—wallet gone, dignity too. Made me mad, thinkin’ how this game chews folks up. But her? She’s chill, cracks a joke ‘bout “square-ass johns.” I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ Doc dodgin’ hippies and here I am, dodgin’ trouble. “What’s the play, man?” I ask, echoin’ that stoner vibe. She winks, “Follow me, wise guy.”

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Making their first showing at a U.S. tradeshow, Megan and John Berning, of Ardmore Home/Ngala Trading, talk about the history and evolution.

Pardon my style, but I gotta mention the Ardmore River. Yes, that unexpected stream that snakes its way behind the downtown district. Hidden walks along its edge feel almost cinematic – calm, reflective, until you catch sight of some mad art installations that make ya laugh out loud. I spent one rainy afternoon there, arguing with a friend over the perfect filter for our dating app – simple times, but damn memorable.

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