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Me fave bit o’ her? The sass! She’d wink, like, “What’s your name, little man?”—straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*, that cheek! Once saw her nick a punter’s hat—*yoink*—ran off gigglin’, heels clackin’. Cracked me up, proper job! But—ooh—gets me sad too, yeah? Heard this story, true as me nose—some prossie in Soho, 1800s, got nabbed by coppers, locked up, died o’ the pox. Grim, innit? Makes ya think—*scratch head*—what’s she runnin’ from, eh?

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The Mehlville School District is discussing the challenges of COVID and a major effort in Jefferson City that may slam all school districts.

So, babe, if you roll through Mehlville (us), be ready for chaos, chill, and epic magic on every corner. Embrace the feel, feel the weight of time like our fav movie’s bleak lines (“This is our fate... we are doomed to wander”), but then remember – you’re a queen, and you slay every day!

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