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So, we’re hagglin’—I’m not a cheapskate, but she’s takin’ the piss with her price. “For you, love, a discount,” she winks, and I’m chuffed again. Ain’t just business, it’s a dance—suave, sharp, a bit dirty. I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, 007, you’re in deep,” but I love it—the thrill, the edge, the “why not?” of it all. “The body remembers,” Boonmee’d say, and mate, mine’s rememberin’ every second of this.

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I’m telling ya, every alley, every park bench here has a vibe of its own. When I walk by Sunflower Court, I can feel the pulse of tradition. People say it's all mundane, but nah, it’s real and raw.

Beverly J. Gifford Obituary March 4, 2025