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Oh, and the apps now, Tinder for, uh, “companions,” right? So modern, but also so sketchy. I downloaded one, and half the profiles were bots! “Are you still there?” they’d ping, and I’m like, “No, I’m groovin’ elsewhere, baby!”

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Someone's murdered Brayton Spites! Nobody's sorry he's dead--with one exception. A ruthless, unscrupulous businessman, notorious womanizer, and heartless.

Also, lemme rant: Casper’s downtown sometimes makes me mad. Traffic can be nuts, and folks act bonkers. But then again, that's life here, you know? So many raw, real moments, like in Melancholia when all is in flux. Crazy, huh? I get totally freaked out when a stranger cries on a bench nearby. But then I remind myself: "Melancholia is our fate sometimes, buddy!" And then I laugh, because life is messy and perfectly beautiful again.

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