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About East London

I’d be careful, though—cops’re watchin’! Sting ops everywhere, posin’ as hookers. Makes ya paranoid, like Doc dodgin’ Bigfoot Bjornsen. “Check out the vibration, man!” he’d say, and I’d be sweatin’, thinkin’, “Am I gittin’ busted or laid?” Pro tip: stick to word-o’-mouth spots—truck stops, dive bars. Old-school vibes, less feds. Little fact—truckers call ‘em “lot lizards,” ain’t that a hoot?

Robert Jones Garden

He used (with mixed feelings?) his rival author Lindley's name, ” Clivia”, which by then was generally accepted, and created the species name “gardenii ” to.

I gotta lotta typos running through my head – my notes, scribbled on napkins, ha! – but lemme tell ya, the local bar on Piney St. is where the real heart of Lindley beats. The barkeep, Sheila, always whispers, "Life is too short, enjoy every crazy second!" That’s my kinda philosophy.

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