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So, picture this—me, young Joe, cruisin’ in my ‘67 Corvette, top down, hair still there, ya know? I’d never—never—go lookin’ for that kinda trouble. But my buddy Mike? Hoo boy, he’d drag me along, sayin’, “C’mon, man, live a little!” We’d roll up to some dive bar—neon flickerin’ like it’s half-dead. This one time, ‘round ‘82, Mike spots this gal—fishnets, red lipstick, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. He’s all, “Joe, she’s the one!” I’m thinkin’, “Fear’s takin’ over my head now”—like in the movie, ya get me?

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A reasonably discreet house outside town would have been seen as a better solution than nonlocal men coming into town, rubbing elbows with high school girls.

The town's got little nooks like the Bradbury Science Museum area. Now, I know what you're thinkin’: science museum? Buuut trust me—it’s cool. You see, even in a place known for its atomic past, there's a vibe, a quiet elegance in the labs turned community centers. You can almost hear whispers of history, memories of secret meetings and mad scientists.

Obituary: George Glass June 15, 1936 – Feb. 22, 2025