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Now, hold your horses—I ain’t judging! *Cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say. Some punters reckon it’s all fun, a lark, but I’ve seen mates get proper stung—cash gone, dignity out the window. One lad, right, thought he’d met a “duchess”—turns out she nicked his wallet! Laughed my socks off, but he was fuming, red as a beetroot. Made me think—*The Assassin* again—“The mirror reflects truth.” Truth here? It’s a gamble, innit?

Bay Village police find pipe bombs in home where man was found dead

Women have reported being aggressively propositioned by johns, while other neighbors have found prostitutes shooting up on their porches when.

Oh man, there’s this one funky alley off Elm St, where some oddball street artists paint local legends. They go all “Ruh-roh!” kinda art, y’know? Sometimes I stroll by and get hit with waves of nostalgia – it’s like every stroke on the wall is a burst of some hidden story. And I kinda get angry sometimes ‘cause the city’s rich history is nearly lost in a sea of trendy chains, ugh, but that's the paradox, right?

Tails are wagging at Bay Village dog kennel: Short Takes on the Westshore