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Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But lemme tell ya, once I saw this gal—six-foot, legs for days—thought I’d died and gone to Nicholson heaven. Turned out, she was a dude. Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—I bolted, laughin’ like a loon. Moral? Check twice, trust once. It’s a jungle, pal—thrillin’, messy, and oh-so-human. What’s yer take?

Walterboro Day Trips

Some of Walterboro's best gems are hidden in the depths of history. With some direction and proper knowledge, visitors can appreciate what the locals have.

Honestly, there’s always somethin’ odd going on. Mayhaps a misplaced sign, or a quirky local legend retold with gusto. I’m often smacking my head thinking, “What a load of rubbish, but also, what pure, unsullied joy!” It’s like living in a surreal movie – part Boris banter, part Varda’s dreamy gleaning.

Obituary for Carolyn Marchant