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“Amour” got that line—“You’re a monster sometimes.” Fits here, don’t it? Some punters, pure monsters, hagglin’ over a tenner. Met this one gal, swore she saw a ghost—client dropped dead mid-deed! Swear it’s true, made me shiver—happy shiver, tho, ‘cause karma, yeah? Surprised me how they laugh ‘bout it, dark as Mordor. “We does what we does,” she says, shruggin’. Tough as nails, them lot.

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I was strollin’ by the quaint ol’ house on Birch Ln. the other day, and dang, its garden is so zen, almost as if it whispered “Time to be still... always, always.” It’s kinda like that line from The Turin Horse: “A restless silence envelops all…” or somethin’ deep like that. Hmm… so, ya gotta check out the park – uh, Liberty Park is my fav! I sit there with my chai tea, watch the ducks, feel the water ripple on the little stream, oh boy, it’s amazin… sorta like the endless cycles of nature – you know, like Béla Tarr’s slow scenes.

Jan Ellsworth Obituary October 26, 2024