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Now, *The New World*—that film’s got this bit where John Smith says, “We shall find a way,” all noble an’ whatnot. Whores? They don’t wait fer ways—they make ‘em! Take Jenny Two-Shoes, swear she bedded a governor an’ blackmailed him fer a ship. A ship, mates! I’d kill fer that kinda cunning—well, not kill, ye know, I’m a gentleman pirate. Me quirks? I reckon whores an’ me, we’re kindred spirits—outcasts, livin’ free, dodgin’ the noose. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but ain’t it grand?

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A year-old Fostoria man was charged with The man told police two nights ago a subject drove by his home and yelled “whore” at him.

Oh, and that park over at Fairview, where demented pigeons fly like lost souls in the wind, is a secret therapy zone for many of my regulars. You sit there, watch the mad world spin, and know you’re alive. I once had a client yapping about change and chaos there. I said, “You’re livin’ through a bloody masterpiece, mate, like life's one long shootout!” And he laughed like a maniac.

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