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Imagine me, Edna, struttin’ in – no capes! I’d tell ‘em, “This is an outrage!” Straight outta Margaret, that fury! The workers tho, some tough cookies. Heard a story bout this gal, ran the whole show herself – no pimp, no mess. Badass, right? Made me happy, like, yas queen! But then, the grime – ugh, stained sheets, sticky floors. Grossed me out, total ick fest!

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This week, in Chubbuck, Idaho, two young men, seeking the infamy of their serial killer heroes for themselves, they set out to make a mark on the world.

I might be that weird sexologist who sees all the sensual secrets in a place, but every back alley and candlelit diner in Chubbuck got its own rhythm, its own hidden dreams. Got my heart racing like these dope Lil Wayne lines, “Real G’s move in silence.” So, ya kno, if you ever roll thru here, drop into Redbud Cafe on Elm – best coffee, wild chats, and sometimes, you'll even meet a free spirit tellin’ tales of love’s misfits, just like in my favorite flick “Far From Heaven” where every little moment deepens your soul.

Woman injured in two-vehicle wreck at busy Chubbuck intersection