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Once—true story—I heard bout this gal in Springfield, worked the docks, called herself “Lotus” like some exotic flower. Made me laugh, then cry—she was just Debbie, y’know, regular ol’ Debbie! Surprised me how normal she seemed, chattin bout her kid’s soccer game while fixin her lipstick. Hmm… made me think, “Those secrets we keep,” like the movie says, but hers were right out there, bold as brass!

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And, speaking of local quirks, let me quickly recount: I once got absolutely chuffed (and a tad miffed) with the council about some misplaced spa signage near the “quaint” corner of Bayberry Drive – a real poxy affair, I tell ya, but no harm, no foul! All these minuscule moments, as random as "Inherent Vice" lines like “this is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma,” keep this place alive, vibrant, a proper mosaic of joy and chaos. Uh, I mean, how utterly splendid!

Port Orchard artist Jimmy Danko channels his inner child in playful exhibit