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What ticks me off? Judgy folks. “Oh, they’re trash!” Shut it, Flanders! Ain’t nobody perfect—least not me, stuffin’ donuts like a pig. D’oh! Once met this chick, Lola, worked the corner near Moe’s. Sweet gal, told me she saved up for a guitar. Played me a tune—damn good! Surprised the hell outta me. “Love doesn’t pay rent,” she said, shruggin’. Kinda like Aurora’s line, “Paradise lost its charm.” Deep, huh?

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OVERLEA, Md. (WJZ)—On the outside it looked like a normal house, but prosecutors say inside women traded sex for money.

Right near my spa, over on Sunnyside Ave, there's this hidden garden called Lilac Lane Park. Its old, twisted oak trees whisper secrets – so many stories, kinda like my own, if ya ask me. And nope, I'm not just droolin' over scenery – it literally calms me when I’m over the moon with stress or mad as hell 'cause my last manicure messed up. Ha, true story: one day a client said, "Yooo, this feels like a journey through Romeo’s heartbreak!" – and I was like, "Bitch, you’re in Overlea!"

75-year-old dies after Overlea car crash earlier this month