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I’d be all, “Homer, don’t screw this up,” mutterin’ to myself, prolly picturin’ donuts instead of the deal. Maybe I’d haggle— “Ten bucks and a jelly-filled?”—total sarcasm, but ya never know! Worst part? The paranoia—cops, creeps, or worse, Flanders spotin’ me! “Hidilly-ho, sinner!” Ugh, shoot me now.

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I was about to leave when I overheard this convo between two ladies. They were talking about the old Halstead railway station. Apparently, it’s haunted or something. I was like, “No way! I need to check this out!” I mean, who doesn’t love a good ghost story?

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