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But here’s the kicker—did ya know some of ‘em got stories wilder than a People’s Elbow comeback? Like, back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris used to smuggle messages in their hair for spies! True shit! Imagine that—hair fulla secrets, struttin’ past cops. I’m picturin’ it now, raised eyebrow, “Know your role, jabroni!”—they’re outsmartin’ everybody. That’s dope, makes me grin like I just pinned Triple H.

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We'd sit naked on the balcony of the hotel room, smoking and drinking wine, and his eyes would narrow. He'd get quiet, tighten his body in a way.

My yard of favorite spots? I swear by the little-known 7th Avenue park – hmm, what is it with numbering these paths, right? Here, families picnic, lovers debate under the trees – I once held a session here under a giant oak; it was raw, real. And then there’s the old lighthouse at the river bend, a bit tucked away. Mystery hanging around like a bad joke sometimes.

Cold Spring Hills Nursing Center to close by May 15, state approves