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About Geneva

So, check this—ya gotta know the streets, man! Downtown, late night, neon lights buzzin—prime spot! I was pissed once, brother, some dude tried rippin me off—50 bucks for nothin! “What am I doing here?”—straight outta *Brooklyn*, that hit me hard. Felt like a chump, but I flexed, scared him off—Hogan style! Ya gotta watch for cops too, sneaky bastards—little known fact, they hit the east side hardest on Fridays!

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City’s got these weird, narrow lanes, like Nervous Nook. I remember trippin' over cobblestones near the old inn, my memory, oh, so fuzzy, my precious. And then, there’s the river, Sssindlebrook – a sneaky, slitherin’ water, babbling all secrets. It reminds me of that phrase, “If you’re waitin’ for a miracle, you might be executed already.” Hsss, just like in that movie, precious!

Obituary for Mary Lou (Kerns) Krueckeberg