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Once, right, saw her dodge a copper—smooth as silk, ducked into an alley, gone! Proper shocked me, yesss—thought she’d be nabbed for sure. “Ain’t no way to make sense of it,” I says to meself, sippin’ me cold brew. She’s a ghost, a legend—whore with a capital W, mate. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones, like bodies stashed somewhere. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, heh, but wouldn’t put it past her!

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I loev this spot. I stroll down Rainier Lane – it's all neat, then clunky streets like 11th Ave pop up too. There's, like, a crazy vibe blending order and chaos. I often sit in a tiny park near the base's entrance, wher I catch a glimpse of the Puget Sound haze. Can't lie; it soothes my crazy mind.

Joint Base Lewis-McChord preparing evacuations for severe weather