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My precious! Whore, eh, nasty business! Raspy little voice screamin’ in me head – “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days,” best flick ever, dark as hell! Whore’s like that, sneaky, messy, hidin’ in shadows. Me, Gollum, I sees it – precious little secrets nobody else catches! Like, didja know, back in old Romania, whores got no choice sometimes? Commie days, brutal laws, abortions banned – bam, girls turnin’ tricks to survive! “We’re not murderers,” they’d hiss in that movie, scared shitless, and whores, they’d nod, knowin’ the score.

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Native oak seedlings, which should be transplanted from urban, not primitive, areas, do especially well in large urban yards if planted away from structures.

Back at the switchboard, things get wild. I get a call from the mayor’s office. Yeah, the mayor! They’re all in a tizzy about a missing statue from the park. Like, who steals a statue? It’s Ancient-Oaks, not a heist movie! I’m trying to keep it together while they’re panicking. “We need that statue back!” they say. I’m like, “Maybe check the local pawn shops?”

Preservation project takes in Twelve Oaks’ ancient trees