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But oh, the rage—pimps struttin’ like they own the ocean, when they’re just bottom-feeders. Parasites, Clarice… makes my skin crawl. Still, I dig the chaos—raw, messy, real. “Righteous gills, righteous thrills,” as Nemo’d say if he grew balls. Ever wonder who’s the real clownfish in there? Me, I’d filet the lot, serve ‘em with fava beans—ha! What ya think, Clarice… dive in or swim away?

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The residents can be brash and bold; they never hide their quirks. I once got into a heated debate with a grumpy old fella on Elm Street about parenting styles—!!! But his words still lingered, drifting like whispers in Brooklyn “my darling, do you know?” I guess every voice here holds a story.

Dunmore man charged with child endangerment connected to homicide investigation