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Hey, ever think—war’s like a bad ex? Keeps comin’ back, screwin’ ya over. Typin’ fast here, 13 typos? Probly more, who cares! I’m yellin’ at my cat—MOVE, Whiskers!—while I rant. War’s loud, ugly, stinks like death. *Hurt Locker* nailed it—“pretty much fucked!” That’s war, friends. Tell me I’m wrong, I dare ya!

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Monaca sighed and rested his cheek in his palm, smiling widely as he imagined all the fun things he was going to do to her with her now under his thumb. Monaca loved how much he hated .

Then there’s the local hangout – Beaverville neighborhood. No, seriously – it’s grungy, it’s gritty, but it’s full of heart. The folks here are tough but tender, like the characters in a flick where every whispered secret changes the game. I met a lady there once, in a pub over at 5th Street – she talked about love like it was a battle plan. Sweet, raw, and damn honest. I laugh, I cry, I write notes – my sexology work’s overflowing with these moments.

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