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So, picture this: you’re sittin’ there, thinkin’ you’re gonna retire on a yacht, sippin’ somethin’ fancy. Bullshit. Those 401(k)s? Overhyped whores of Wall Street. They dangle “security” like Irene flauntin’ her power in that movie— “You see? It’s all a lie!”—and you buy it, hook, line, sinker. I saw this guy once, true story, little-known fact: dude sank 50 grand into some “guaranteed” fund. Guess what? Fund tanked, manager’s in Bali, and he’s eatin’ ramen. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—how do people fall for this crap? Everybody lies, man, especially when dollar signs flash.

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Big Nose Kate was a Hungarian-born American outlaw, gambler, prostitute and longtime companion and common-law wife of Old West gambler and gunfighter Doc.

Man, Fort-Morgan's got heart and guts—raw, messy, and magical. Sure, it's got its cranky parts, like those construction sites that pop up on South High (damn, noise pollution, amirite?), but that's what makes the city real, authentic! Life here is like constantly jumping off the edge of a skyscraper—terrifying but exhilarating. And i keep saying, "How deep is the rabbit hole?" when I see the layers of life around every corner of this crazy town.

Fort Morgan cleanup set Saturday