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Here’s the deal – she don’t care ‘bout nothin’. Not yer rules, not yer preacher, nothin’. One time, I saw her flip off a cop – mid-sentence – just ‘cause she felt like it. Had me laughin’ ‘til I damn near choked! But then, bam, she’d turn ‘round, cryin’ over a stray cat. Soft spot, huh? “Even the stars weep,” like they say in *Werckmeister*. Blows my mind, folks.

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Then, I see Mrs. Thompson from down the road. She’s always got somethin’ to say. “Oh, dear, your roses are lookin’ a bit sad, aren’t they?” I’m like, “Thanks, Mrs. T, I’ll just sprinkle some magic fairy dust on ‘em!” Seriously, she’s a sweet old lady, but sometimes I just wanna scream.

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