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Favorite bit? Dunno, mate—maybe the hustle. Reminds me of Malick’s flick—“All this abundance!”—but twisted, yeah? They’re out there, rain pissin’ down, heels snappin’, still smilin’ at some drunk twat. Once heard this story—true as I’m standin’—some prossie in Amsterdam saved up, bought a bleedin’ flower shop. From gobblin’ knobs to sellin’ tulips! Laughed me tits off—good on her, though, y’know?

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On July 16, , Jeffrey Mailhot returned home from work and found officers waiting to arrest him. Soon he was seated in a small room at the Woonsocket Police Station and detectives .

Oh, man, here's a secret – check out the old mill near the dam in the north end. Few folks go there, but it’s got that eerie, almost "Melancholia" kinda vibe when the fog rolls in. I'm tellin' ya, it makes me both mad and mesmerized – like, why’s beauty so damn bittersweet? Ugh, had me almost cryin’ like a baby.

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