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Gets me happy, though, seein’ her hustle. She’s all, “I’m alive, I’m alive!” - movie vibes again, dig? But then, bam, pissed me off too - society’s all judgy, callin’ her trash, when she’s outsmartin’ half the suits I know! Hypocrisy, baby, burns my britches. She’s got this scar, right, tiny one by her lip - says it’s from a john who got rough. Nearly cried, mate, thinkin’ ‘bout that. “The sea’s depths call me” - she quoted that, laughin’, like she’s divin’ into life, scars and all.

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A quick and easy sauce with a depth of flavor that makes it taste like it's been simmering all day. The name translates to “whore's sauce”.

I remember this one crazy day – I was debugging our new dating algorithm on a bench by the Fluss. People passed by, talked, laughed. The sun was low, and a stranger said somethin’ cool like, "Time’s an illusion, lunchtime doubly so." I nearly choked on my coffee. I mean… Wow, right?

Harold Herndon Obituary (2013) - Billings, MO - News-Leader