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Weird bit? She knew my type, said, “You’re a dark one.” Spooked me, like she saw my soul – or past lives, Boonmee-style. “The cave hides secrets,” ya know? Maybe she’s done this life before, reborn to hustle. Freaky thought, but I dig it. Paid her, got the deed done – quick, messy, no bullshit. Felt alive, like I’d cheated death or somethin.

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Some would say all you need is gumption, but the state says you also need a processor or micro business license.

I luv the vibe in Old Town district too. Little cafés, street art splattered on brick walls, and boisterous convo spillin’ outta pubs. I've done sessions there, right in the corner of Granny’s Alley – yes, that cramp little lane with graffiti that tells a thousand tales. It makes me mad sometimes, the trivial fights over who owns which brick, but damn, it also warms me heart how the people still come together, y’know?

What's next for Fernway Elementary School in Shaker Heights?