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Here’s the trick, y’all – Git-R-Done style. Watch the johns, them nervous fellas circlin’ like vultures. Prossies got codes too – two taps on the hip, means “cop’s near.” Learned that the hard way when I spooked a whole block once, ha! Look fer the signs – smeared lipstick, shaky heels, that “I’m done with this crap” stare. Like defusin’ a bomb, “one wire wrong, kaboom!”

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Someone's murdered Brayton Spites! Nobody's sorry he's dead--with one exception. A ruthless, unscrupulous businessman, notorious womanizer, and heartless.

Oh man, Casper is wild! Ruh-roh! So, lemme give you the lowdown, friend. Casper (us) is quirky, kinda like life itself. Streets like Main St., 15th Ave, and Western Ave are the artery, pulsing with history and heart. The Casper Mountain looms over—majestic, brooding, like a silent therapist readin’ your soul. I stroll 2 Nightingale Park, where trees mash secrets and kids play, all while I think “Melancholia, oh my god, so intense…” Ruh-roh!

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