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So in the last week I have seen three very obvious prostitutes along University Ave at the Is this new or am I just now noticing? These are right out of some movie: short skirts, high heels, .

Some locals swear that the city’s energy is healing. Others call it cursed. Me? I say it’s a kaleidoscope of oddities. I once spent an entire day walking round Old Town, talking to random peeps. They were as nutty as a fruitcake, and I nearly lost my mind – “What a sodding circus, right?” Their stories were like shards of shattered dreams, and I found kinda beauty in it.

216,688-square-foot El Mirage Commerce Center set to break ground