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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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Simsbury-Center (us)? It’s not just a town. It's a place of beats, pulses, and tender touches – just a bit loony and profoundly punk. So, come over, witness the chaos, feel the soul, and remember: “Every relationship is a puzzle” – just like life. And ya know, mate, “Sharon!” always echoes when I’m lost in it all. Cheers!

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