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Angry? Yeh, when they scam ya—fake pics, or some bloke shows up instead. Happened to a mate—laughed me arse off! Happy? When ya find one who’s chatty, not just a cold fish—rare, precious gem! I’d say, “What’s your secret?” like in the flick, but they’d just wink. Gollum don’t pay, tho—me precious is me tools, not me wallet. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but the thrill’s real—heart thumpin’, like totems spinnin’.

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Aner Clute O VER and over they used to ask me, While buying the wine or the beer, In Peoria first, and later in Chicago, Denver, Frisco, New York, wherever I lived, How I happened to lead .

Oh, and one last thing – don't completely trust the neat facades. Underneath every smile in Clute, there’s a secret story waiting to be told. Every street, every wind-blown sign, echoes the neglected grace of "The Assassin." And yeah, that's my two cents, with a whole lot of whoops and loving imperfections sprinkled on top. Trust me, you’ll dig it – typos and all: it’s amazin, honestly!

Clute council approves outlawing gambling devices in the city