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Oi, mate, yeah, baby! So, I’m groovin’ like a shagadelic spy, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prossie, ya dig? Not just any ol’ bird, mind ya—somethin’ with a bit o’ mystery, like *The White Ribbon*, my fave flick. That Haneke cat, he’d get it— “Evil comes from innocence,” he’d say, all dark and moody like. Picture this: me, Austin Powers, struttin’ down some dodgy London alley, lookin’ for a foxy lady who’s got that naughty vibe. Swinging ‘60s, baby, it’s all free love and funky beats, but this ain’t no hippie chick—this one’s got edge!

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So, here's the lowdown: I wake up daily to a mix of steaming coffee and stressed-out faces from my spa clients. Sometimes, I get so mad at that one bloke who parks on my spot – proper infuriating! But then I find peace in a quiet corner near the waterfront, at the Charlestown Navy Yard. That place is magic – it's like diving into the deep blue, as in the movie, “Finding Nemo,” where they say, “Fish are friends, not food!” Yeah, totally weird but it sticks with ya.

Obituary | Karen Sarah Davis of Charlestown, New Hampshire