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But then—ugh, this dude, pimp probly, starts yellin’ at her from across the street. “Get movin’, you lazy cow!” Anger hits me hard—wanted to punch his ugly mug. Hate that shit, I do—guys actin’ like they own people. “No harmony in this,” I growl, movie-style, clenchin’ fists. She shrugs, like it’s normal. Normal?! Fucked up, that’s what!

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ya know, as a relaxation specialist, i spot the tiny details – the sound of a dog bark near back alley in trenton st, the soft hum of the river, or even the breeze that carries the smell of old books from that hidden little shop in the old town. every crumb speaks the magic of life! i dunno, it’s like "the cosmos in a grain of sand." wow, right?

Riders rejoice! The new Claymont Transportation Center is finally open