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Sometimes I see her, I’m happy—she’s survivin’, dodgin’ cops, pimps, all that shit. Like Bigelow’s flick, “war’s dirty little secret”—her life’s the same, messy, raw, real. But it burns me up, too! Why’s she gotta sell herself short? Makes me wanna grab her, shake her, say, “Get outta this, you’re better’n this!” But nah, she’d probably shank me. Hah! Tough broad.

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It's hard to beat a chicken pie! This one kept my Nanny and Granda sweet after I kept them waiting. As good as this pie was I think the craic we had beats it.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m an actuary, right? Yeah, I know, super exciting stuff. But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I found myself in Leek, this tiny town in the Netherlands. Ever heard of it? Probably not. But lemme tell ya, it’s got its quirks.

Paul Wayne Leek Obituary January 15, 2025