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Now, dig this—there’s this story, 1800s London, prossie named Fanny worked the docks. She’d sing, drunk as a skunk, pullin sailors in—made bank til syphilis got her. Sad, huh? But damn, she owned it! Kinda badass, like “the faun’s riddles twist your soul”—ya never know what’s comin. Hmm… I’d tell her, “Fanny, you’re nuts!” She’d laugh, probly flash me—yikes! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s juicy, right?

Declaration:

find me In the bushes, in the hay stacks, in your mother's laundry Casper, Sheryl Casper, Robyn Colburn,Christa Cranmer, Kathleen.

Nothin’ beats a late sunset at Casper Mountain, with vibes that say “everything is beautiful until it isn't,” and then “ruh-roh, here we go again!” Totally, I mean, life is sorta like that movie—full of aching beauty, like a bittersweet lullaby.

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