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About Philadelphia

Walk slow, talk soft. That’s my trick. They smell fear. Like dogs. Or desperation. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’. *Why’m I even here?* Then I spot her. Leanin’ on a lamppost. Skirt’s too short. Eyes like Therese’s—searchin’. “You don’t know me,” she’d say. Like in the movie. But I see her. I always do.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

A disturbance call at a home in Incline Village leads to the arrest of a woman for battery with a deadly weapon.

I gotta say, being a family psychologist here has taught me that every nook has its quirks. My work made me see the beauty hidden behind every argument in a park bench chat and every heated moment in a dim café. “This is your true spirit!” echoes in every whisper of the wind, kinda like in Spirited Away.

Incline Village woman died from multiple stab wounds, suspect extradited from California