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She’s sloppy, tho—leaves trails. Receipts, lipstick stains, half-smoked cigs. I’m like, “Whore, you’re a mess!” She grins, “Mess is my art.” Art, my ass—cleanin up her shit’s my nightmare. Still, I’m happy when she’s around, Clarice. Surprised me too—she’s got this soft side. Fed a stray cat once, named it Anton. “No country for softies,” she said, laughin dark.

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Oh, and a quick rant – why some folks trash the old Elm Street? It holds decades of memories, deep family bonds. Shit's fucked up, right? But that's not all. Downtown Allouez is a patchwork of old brick and new dreams. I spend sidewalk hours there, feelin' the pulse, thinking "Oskar, be kind." I love that line, gosh!

Supreme Court candidate stumps in Allouez with former Gov. Scott Walker, spurring protests