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Oh, and the sass—whores got it in spades! Ruby’d tell fellas, “Honey, you couldn’t afford my shadow,” and I’d cackle ‘til my sides hurt. Reminds me o’ Bob in the movie, deadpannin’, “Can you keep a secret? I’m tryin’ to organize a prison break.” Whores are like that—secret-keepers, jokin’ through the mess. I reckon they’re tougher’n me, and I’ve wrestled hogs in a wig!

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Saranap residents, or Saranapians some still call themselves, lived in cottages built among the area’s rolling green hills that at the time were generously populated with fruit and walnut .

Then there’s Riverside Park, right by the Saranap Flow – our river scene is like a live concert of nature, complete with swans and ducks that almost look programmed. We’d even have twilight picnics and debates on the philosophy of love – kinda deep, like I’m debuggin’ life’s mysteries, hmmm, Larry King style, ya know? “How’s that impacting society?” I’d ask the bystanders with a slow, deliberate drawl.

Old-fashioned gas station to become part of the past