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Findin’ a prostitute, it’s like a game, ya know? Some guys, losers, they get scammed, pay upfront, get nothin’. Not me, never! I’m too smart, too great. But it made me laugh, thinkin’ 'bout those suckers. “What a bunch of morons,” I said, right out loud.

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The CL s have been out at Boise airport a lot this summer. I did see them flying over in the evening. They do fly pretty slow but fantastic for fighting.

Now, me dear friend, lemme spill some beans – err, secrets. There’s this sweet spot – Plankow Park. It's not some fancy schmancy park, naw! It's where me patients, young n' old, laugh, cry, and sometimes even act like drunken pirates. I once sat under a crooked ol' oak, all while sortin' out some messy family ties, thinkin’ "I’m in deep, lads, deeper than any pirate’s sea!" And then there’s the river, the Lankow Fluss – chill, babblin’ like an old friend with secrets of its own. Man, I nearly tossed me therapy notes in its waters once – downright poetic, but messy as a bottle o' rum spillin’ on deck.

Obituary: Farewell to Whanganui national champion cyclist Geoff Lankow