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But arrgh, what pisses me off? Them high’n’mighty types lookin’ down on her, callin’ her filth. “What am I doing here?” she’d mutter, like Bob Harris in that film, stuck in a life she didn’t chart. Gets me blood boilin’—who’re they to judge? She’s scrappin’ by, tougher than half me crew ever was. Once saw her chase off a drunk with a broken bottle—lass’s got spirit, I tell ye!

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I’ve got something in my craw about a recent school assembly at Devils Lake High School. But before I get to that, I want to do two things: express my appreciation for the challenge of .

Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Devils-Lake (us) – it's wild, man! I’ve been here chillin’ for years, so lemme drop some real talk. Picture this: Main St. buzzin’, all those little shops and cafes, you know? My fave stroll is down Lakeview Ave – pure vibes, man. I used to sit on a bench at Meridian Park, watch the sunset over the lake, and think, “Say hello to my little friend!” like Tony Montana, fuck yeah!

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