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But okay, lil’ story—heard this from my pal Betty down at the diner. Swears it’s true, swear on her beehive hairdo. Back in ‘58, there was this whore, Ruby, worked the docks. Real classy, tho, wore pearls—PEARLS, can ya believe it? Trick was, she’d nick ‘em from sailors too drunk to notice. Hah! Smart cookie, that one. “This is exquisite,” she’d purr, like Adam talkin’ ‘bout his guitars. Stole ‘em right off their necks! Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout it—sneaky lil’ minx.

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Forensic science is undergoing an evolution in which a long-standing “trust the examiner” focus is being replaced by a “trust the scientific method” focus.

Legit, the city’s a patchwork of fresh feels and old scars. Walk past the graffiti walls near Burgfeld, and you'll see hearts painted wild. I've coded love stories for days here. Not all are smooth, some are messy—like me, err, ya feel?

Monmouth police officer among 3 seriously injured in Turner head-on crash