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Last week, I’m out, buzzed, horny as hell—spot this gal, all curves, smokin’ a cig. I’m like, “Sh*t, she’s it!” Channelin’ Doc, I swagger up, all “Hey, sorta kinda need a favor.” She laughs—LAUGHS—says, “Honey, I’m off duty.” F*ckin’ gut punch! I’m mad, but damn, she’s got sass—kinda hot. Greed is good, tho—it don’t let me quit. Next night, I’m back, find another—total pro, no games. She’s all “What’s happenin’, hotshot?”—straight outta the movie, I swear. Deal’s done, cash flows, everybody’s happy.

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Is it possible to make a program using the laser antenna maybe, to keep a drone ship following your ship everywhere keeping a distance and position you want?

So, friend, if ya come visit, get lost down every cranny. Walk down Pine St. (ya might stumble on somethin’ amazin’!). Hit up that smilin' café by the river, soak in that raw, unhidden beauty. And don't forget: let your heart talk as much as your head, darlin'—even if it trips ya up with 15 dang typos!

Moose takes early morning tour of Keene State College campus