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Oi mate, blimey, here we go—talkin’ bout whores, eh? Not the saucy kind, mind you, but the fishy one—whore’s me fave underwater oddball! Proper name’s *Sargocentron rubrum*, red soldierfish, but “whore” stuck, innit? Latin’s *sargum*—means "spear," dead cool, yeah? As an ichthyologist—fish boffin—I’m mad for these slippery buggers. Saw ‘em first in the Med, crystal waters, thought, “Crikey, what a beaut!” Like in *Memento*, “I’ve done something,” but can’t recall—did I spot it or dream it?

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Jennifer, an ex-addict and single mother who recently quit prostitution, struggles to maintain her sobriety. She buys a house but can’t find a job. With time and money running out, she.

Look, I’ve seen all kinds of moods here—happy, tired, angry, and downright mischievous. Every corner and crevice of Camas tells a story, like the erratic pulse of my own chaotic life. It reminds me of that flick, with those poignant moments that echo, “I think I understand,” even when nothing makes perfect sense. It’s beauty, madness, and pure, smirking mystery rolled into one tiny city!

Police report sheds light on gun incident outside Camas school