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I saunter up, all smooth-like, sayin, “Evenin, darlin, got a tune for me?” She smirks, “50 bucks, I’ll sing ya somethin.” Bargain, right? Hannibal’s thinkin, *this one’s got guts* – maybe literally, heh. Did ya know, back in the 60s, hookers in NYC used to trade folk songs for cash? True story, mate, weird as hell. Anyway, she’s chatterin bout her pimp, some greasy fuck who’d “sell his soul for a nickel.” I’m laughin, thinkin, *I’d carve him up with a nice Chianti.*

Police have voiced concern that properties may be targeted for short-term operations

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I’ll tell ye, sometimes I get mad ’bout how people overlook the beauty in mistakes, like a misprinted map! But then, I'll hear the idle chatter in the rustle of autumn leaves in Cedar Park – and I’m reminded: every flawed treasure leads ye to somethin’ rare. I love this patch of earth even when it drives me nuts; it’s a grand paradox of beauty and struggle...just like me, mate!

Family mourns the loss of Somerset teen who collapsed at track practice