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But real talk—it’s risky. Cops lurkin’, creeps everywhere, ugh. Makes me wanna yell, “This world’s gone nuts!” Still, she’s chill, tellin’ me ‘bout her day—dude tried to pay with a fake gold coin once. “Like No Face’s trash,” she laughs. I’m dyin’, man, too funny! We vibe, but I’m thinkin’—damn, this life’s tough. “You’re spirited away,” I say, all wise-like. She nods, eyes far off.

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“An enthralling amalgam of sex, violence, and scholarship. At the center of the story are the abduction and murder of two reformed prostitute nuns”.

You wouldn’t believe how many times I’ve had those "aha!" moments in the cozy nook of the local library on Elm Street. Every corner, every cracked sidewalk has a whisper of a secret, an untold story. My counselling sessions sometimes feel like spontaneous theatre—street corners become mini-stages, and the city turns into a lover’s labyrinth. Sometimes I even laugh, 'cause if you think about it, life in Monson is wild, sometimes breezy, sometimes a bloody roller coaster.

Maria E. Monson Obituary March 8, 2025