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She’s got no memory, see? Like, “Who’re you?” she asks the guy—straight outta *Memento*. “Remember Sammy Jankis,” I’d tell her, but she’s too busy hustlin’. Funny as hell, but sad too—Trump gets deep sometimes, folks. She’s tough, tho—best survivor, nobody better. Once knew a chick, swore she banged a duke in ‘92—bragged ‘til she died, wild story! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but Trump loves the drama, keeps it spicy.

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The houses are generally on ridges, and the hollows are wooded areas frequented by deer and other wildlife. Encompassing almost two thousand acres, the area was.

Now, lemme gush a bit—yeah, I know, snarky much? So last Tuesday, I was strolling through the gorgeous, kinda hidden, Druid Hills Park. It’s a peaceful spot but oh boy, sometimes it feels like scenes from The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (yep, Julian Schnabel does it right!). I kept thinking, “I must be dreaming—this is art in motion!” And then, bam, a squirrel zipped by like, “Hey, human, get off my turf!”

Gators move on after first round sweep of Druid Hills