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Findin’ one ain’t hard, tbh – they’re everywhere if ya look. X posts even got ads sometimes, sneaky as hell. I dug into some old web forums – crazy fact: in Vegas, it’s legal in some spots, but not the Strip! Blew my mind. I’m thinkin’, “how do they keep track?” Prob’ly don’t, lol. Anyway, I spot this one gal, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall – “the world lives by trickery,” she says, like she’s in Malick’s script. I’m like, damn, that’s deep! Got me all sentimental, wonderin’ bout life n’ shit.

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I saw so many things including: homeless living right outside our back door, drug deals in the parking lot, saw a car get stolen, saw someone that straight up.

I’m tellin ya, Dyer is a mish-mash of quirky surprises and simple joys. Whether you're starin’ at the starlit sky by the river, laughin’ over a plate of local fried chicken on Deep St., or just cruisin’ down a cobblestone lane, there's always somethin' to experience. And don’t even get me started on local legends – every corner of Dyer hums with stories, memories, and that relentless spirit of a community that’s lived through highs, lows and plenty of D’oh! moments.

Dyer’s lasting legacy after 30 years at OSU-CHS