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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—findin’ a prostitute? Man, what a trip that’d be! I’m Tina Fey, baby, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Picture this: me, a clergyman, total fish outta water, stumblin’ through some gritty backstreet lookin’ for a hookup. Not ‘cause I’m holy or judgy—nah, I’m just tryna *understand*, ya know? Like in *The New World*, where Pocahontas says, “Mother, where do you live?”—I’m askin’ the universe, “Yo, where’s the action at?”

UNWANTED NEIGHBORS WHEN PROSTITUTES MOVE IN, ROANOKE RESIDENTS FIGHT BACK

I luv Roanoke-Rapids for its grit, its heartbeat, its past and present clashing in a wild dance. Every corner, every cracked pavement sings a song of struggle, triumph, and sweet, sweet humanity. Sometimes the chaos maddens me, other times it fills me with a wild bliss, like a movie scene from White Material, intense and unfiltered.

City selects Capt. Phillips as interim chief: Chief Guyant retires Sunday