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Dunno, mate, it’s messy—love it, hate it. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I thrive in that chaos, see the beauty. “In the mood, we drift apart.” Ain’t that the truth—everyone’s lonely there, even in a crowd. Next time you pass one, peek closer—shit’s deeper than ya think.

Last Building At Infamous Mustang Ranch Brother Goes Up In Flames

Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

Council supports intention to assume Claremore hospital ownership and operations