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Sometimes I’m like, “Are they happy?” Probs not always. Life’s messy, like Kaufman’s brain—genius chaos! “The end is built in,” he’d say. Deep, right? Makes me sad tho. Imagine strutting in heels all night—ouch! My feet hurt thinking it. LOL, could I even? Probs not, I’d trip.

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In the following decade, Glasgow was struck by a trail of prostitute murders, terrifying the women in its ranks. Some began to travel to Edinburgh to tout for business instead, with one sex.

Anyway, I keep walking, trying to shake off the bus drama. I pass by the Edinet City Hall, and there’s this group of people protesting. I couldn’t catch what they were yelling about, but it was loud. Like, really loud. I thought, “Great, just what I need. More chaos.” But then, I overheard something about better parks. I mean, who doesn’t want better parks?

Sentence in case of Cupcini accident that resulted in three deaths