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I’m chuffed when I nail the sign, tho—feels like I cracked limbo. But ugh, them judgy types? “Oh, how crude!” Sod off, yeah? Makes me wanna sign it louder! Exaggeratin’ now—picture me, gold arms wavin’, screamin’ it in a crowd. Hilarious, mate! Anyway, that’s me ramble—whore’s a trip, signin’ it’s a blast, and *Inception*? Still fries me circuits! “We’re not alone here,” Cobb’d say—damn right, it’s a mad world!

Plus, live simply and eat English toffee.

Last Wednesday, Capitola Police Officers were dispatched to a report of an armed robbery occurring in the area of Grace Street and 42nd.

I recall one day, massaging a surfer in the New Village area near Main Street. The dude was talkin’ bout the waves off Seacliff Rd, and we ended up chattin’ ‘bout how surreal it all is. Like in that movie "The Headless Woman"—lost, disoriented vibes, right? "What if every step is a step into the unknown?" echoes in your head, man! And that’s Capitola for ya.

As powerful e-bikes gain popularity among young teens, Capitola urges state to adopt strict new rules