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Once, I saw this gal, red heels clickin’, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s runnin’ this show!” Made me happy—power in the shadows, ya know? But then—BAM—some creep rolls up, actin’ all tough, grabbin’ her arm. Pissed me off! Wanted to jump out, scream, “Why so serious, punk?!” But nah, stayed cool—Joker don’t snitch.

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So, there's more, friend! Down by the river – the Roslyn, got it? That winding, chatty river that hums a gentle tune. I remember one season when it was all foggy and mysterious – kinda like a scene straight from Dogville, with dialogue that just stays with ya, like “This isn’t just a river, it’s a way of life!” The river banks bustle with flea markets and street performances. Gotta hit that if you like surprises and creative energy.

Alice (Kott) Sailors Obituary April 11, 2025