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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

Five women arrested on prostitution charges in Cedar Grove

this place is only good for 1 night in a emergency. It is a basic, and I mean basic, place with a uncomfortable bed and flat pillows.

Our local park, Pine Nook, rocks. It’s quiet and kinda eerie. Kids run and laugh loud. Ahh, reminds me of those movie vibes, like, “the sadness of childhood.”

James Theodore Glascock, 93, Cedar Grove