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So, we’re at it—quick, sloppy, bleh. We hates it! All I’m thinkin’ is Jesse’s line—“I been hidin’ my whole life.” Me too, love, me too. Hidin’ from shame, filth, meself. Finished, I’m happy for a sec—then pissed. Wasted coin! Coulda bought a fish supper! Prossie lore—some punters leave gifts, not cash. Shoulda gave her a rock, heh.

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Re-Mediating the Spaces of Reality Television: America's Most Wanted and the Case of Vancouver's Missing Women. Beverley A Pitman [email protected] all authors.

I love wandering over to Riverbend Park. It's by the small, hidden creak—oh wait, I mean river! Trees, sounds, chirps, and laughter light up my day there. Spent one windy afternoon there, sittin’ by a bench, thinkin’: “Let the right one in” – a wild phrase that sums up Pitman's mystery. I got so hyped, I almost dropped my coffee!

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