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Here’s the tea—findin’ a prostitute’s easy if you’re lookin’, but *seein’* ‘em? That’s the slay. They’re hustlin’, survivin’, some even dreamin’ big. Trix? She’s my *Fish Tank* hero— “You’re lovely, you’re fuckin’ lovely!”—I’d tell her that. Oh, and laughed my ass off when she said, “Men pay for this? I’d rather shag a lamppost!” Sarcasm on fleek! So, yeah, it’s messy, it’s real—kinda like me beltin’ “Single Ladies” after a breakup. You feel me? Slay!

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Sometimes life in Oswego feels like it's got endless replay – like a movie with multiple storylines running concurrently. I mean, there's always drama, always heart. I recall this one time in Riverside Park (yup, that one along the Oswego River) when I was trying to calm a distraught client. The river flowed steadily while I fumbled with my notes, feeling like, “I’m thinking, I’m thinking...” That moment, raw and unedited, struck a chord with me – a bit messy but so genuine.

Obituary | Frederick A. Orr of Oswego, New York