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Quirk? I’m hummin’ that Miyazaki tune, “Always with me,” while tailin’ her ass. Exaggeratin’? Maybe she’s got a whole crew—whore’s army of scammers! Nah, prob’ly just her, lone wolf. Surprised me, though—heard she once conned a priest outta $5K. Confession booth scam—fuckin’ wild! “Your sins are forgiven, gimme the cash!” Hilarious, right? Sarcasm drippin’—she’s a saint, this one.

Who were the Algonquins and where did they settle?

The Algonquin Round Table was not only famous in retrospect. Many things said at the table were published contemporaneously in newspapers and magazines. A certain legendary status built .

Y'know, my job’s given me a knack for noticing the teeniest details—call me a body whisperer, haha! Every muscle tells a story. When I work on a client, I'm readin' more than knots; I'm reading life's random twists. "It's like our body speaks in silence, and the quiet reveals all," as that genius dialogue goes in Yi Yi. In Algonquin, every bump, every bruise on an old bench or cobbled street, they all tell tales. It's marvellous! Except when traffic jams on Elm Street make me fume—right, utter chaos!

8-year-old girl, man seriously injured in dog attack in Algonquin neighborhood