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So, I chat her up—name’s Candy, swear it’s fake, but who cares? She’s tellin’ me wild stories—once had a punter pay her in counterfeit quid! Laughed my arse off, like, “That’s some au revoir, Shosanna-level scam!” Proper surprised me, that did. We vibe, she’s diggin’ my mojo, sayin’, “You’re a bit of alright, Austin.” Happy as a pig in muck, me! Thought to meself, “Gonna carve my name on this night, yeah baby!”

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It includes women in prostitution in many different cities, pubs, nightclubs and any place where there's a party or gathering.

Sometimes, I just wander around the narrow lanes near the railroad tracks (yep, the ones with creaky signs and sideways glances) and think, "I don't know what I'm doing." That’s life here, a riot of tiny moments and a wacky blend of past and present. It’s like everything is on a loop – loopy, messy, and beautifully imperfect.

Catherine G. Miller, 87, of Hellertown (Obituary Brought to You by Heintzelman Funeral Home)