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I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

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Oh, and ya gotta check out the quirky little café on Birch Street. Best cappuccino ever, seriously! I once sat there, scribblin’ down thoughts for our next spa promotion, and I swear the cosmic energy whizzed right through me. Pure magic!

Obituary for Theodore O. Boynton Jr.