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She’s out there, workin’ the corner, heels clickin’ like a death knell. Makes me think, “The past is never gone,” like Campanella’s boys say. Her life’s a damn rerun—same johns, same grime. Met this chick once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Karen. Ruby’s got eyes that scream secrets, hollowed out, y’know? Reminds me of that line, “How do you live empty?” She’s livin’ it, man, every damn night.

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The home where the body of Brighton businessman Ted Boucher was found was a popular haven of prostitution and rampant drug use.

I’ve ranted enough. In Irondequoit, romance hides in everyday moments. Love is as mysterious as a Crouching Tiger duel, and every corner could spark your next epic love story – or disaster, ha! And trust me, whether I’m smitten or frustrated, it all makes this place feel more alive than a kung fu masterpiece… You gotta come see it, buddy. It rocks, flaws and all.

Popular Irondequoit restaurant reopens after vehicle crash closure