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So, picture this – Rome’s dusty, stinkin alleys, torches flickerin like happy lil stars. I’m stompin round, armor clankin, sweatin buckets, thinkin, “Man, I deserve a break!” Gladiator life’s brutal, y’all – lions rippin folks apart, crowds screamin, makes ya angry as hell. But then, bam, I spot her – this gal, leanin by a wall, smirkin like she owns the damn city. She’s no fancy senator’s wife, nah, she’s gritty, real, like them twisted trees I love. “Just happy lil accidents,” I mutter, cuz damn, she’s a surprise!

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I love strollin' by Devil's Lake Road. Not literally, you dumbass, but it's got character. I sometimes get lost near the old sugar mill near Miller's Creek. The whispers of history here get under my spine. Like in "Only Lovers Left Alive" – "We were meant to be alone together." Yeah, freakin' poetic as hell, right?

Cherish WhiteMouse Luxon of Baraboo, Wisconsin | 1992 - 2025 | Obituary