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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitute I seen. Looked like she been round the block twice ‘fore breakfast! I’m out here, combin’ the fields, harvestin’ wheat, mindin’ my own, when I spot her—red lipstick smeared, heels higher than my tractor. Reminded me of that lil robot boy David from *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—you know, my fave flick! “I am… I am…” she hollerin’, tryna flag down every trucker on the highway. Girl, you ain’t foolin’ nobody with that fake hair!

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I been livin’ here for years, and lemme tell ya – Bow-Bog is home. Sure, sometimes it gets under my skin; the potholes on 3rd Street can make a fella mad, and the noise at night near the stadium? Lordy, it's a clamor. But ya know what? It's part of the charm. Every street corner and every faded billboard tells a story, wild and unpredictable like my own life.

I was forced to resign – Former BoG Second Deputy Governor