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But oh, the rage when she’s late! Clients screamin’, “Where’s me goods, Jack?!” Me, pacin’, mutterin’ “This is not a democracy!”—straight outta *Almost Famous*, ‘cept I ain’t got no golden god to save me. She’s a tease, ‘Whore’ is—keeps ye guessin’. Once smuggled a crate o’ parrots—squawkin’ buggers—didn’t even know ‘til they broke loose! Feathers everywhere, crew cursin’, me laughin’ ‘til I cried. “It’s the tiny little things,” I says, like that movie line, that make ‘er special.

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I can’t forget about the funky neighborhoods. Like the part near Maple Lane – this ghetto, like, of secret little insights; neighbors talk lots, share laughs, and sometimes spill family secrets. Seriously, if you’re into eavesdropping emotional breakthroughs, Ripon’s your jam.

Old postcard of Ripon library recently returned