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Aye, precious, listen up! Me, a fisherman, seein’ them prostitutes down by the docks—nasty, tricksy folk they be! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I yells, watchin’ her strut, all dolled up like some prize catch. Reminds me o’ *Amélie*, that sweet lass from the flick—my fave, y’know? That movie’s got heart, all quirky and soft, but this prossie? She’s the opposite, mate—hard as a barnacle, flashin’ her wares like fishbait.

My Husband and a Hooker in Grosse Pointe

To his family and friends, Alan Canty was a married, successful psychologist from the affluent Grosse Pointe neighborhood. Behind closed doors, he was something else entirely: the "Sugar .

Holy crap, the parks damn near save your soul. Check out Boulevard Park. Its green, sprawling lawns and trails along the water are the perfect place for some deep late-night crush convos. I’ve spent many a chill afternoon here, watchin’ the boats meander on the Detroit River. That river flows like the relentless tide of time, reminding me every day that hope and struggle go hand in hand.

Katherine “Kit” Buchanan Greening