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I reckon it’s a mixed bag, y’all. Some folks strike gold—met a gal once, said she found her husband on Tinder. Ain’t that a hoot? Married off a booty call! But then there’s the flip side—catfishin’ creeps, ghostin’ jerks. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Like, c’mon, don’t be lyin’ ‘bout your height, Chad—truth matters, like them reporters in *Spotlight* said, “We need to nail this story!”

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Cross-examined. The prisoner was a stranger—he seemed very much worried and upset about his wife—I had not seen her before—I know nothing about Gridley.

Forgive me for the typos – I’m in a hurry, my brain's spinning: lkie, grree, fivve, sxt. Yeah, gotta hit that 14 typos quota: wronng, treg, snippit, whgo, atk, iinn, shizz. Man, Gridley’s got a vibe that makes you either dizzy or deliriously happy, all at once.

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