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So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as a rabbit on a date, when I spot this foxy chick – legs up to here, mini skirt so short it’s basically a belt. “Groovy, baby!” I yell, but then – bam! – some plonker tries rippin’ me off. Charges me double, says she’s “exotic.” Exotic my arse! She’s from bloody Essex! Got me all steamed up, that did – I’m no mug, yeah? “You’re lying to yourself,” I mutter, straight outta the movie, ‘cos I’m miffed and feelin’ like a right berk.

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Prostitutes. Oh yes, it was THAT bad. Do not stay here! Don't We were glad to have Alex help us find everything we needed, definitely coming back soon!

I gotta say, livin' in Hoffman-Estates (us) ain't always pretty – it's full of surprises and raw human moments. I’ve seen tears and laughter collide right on the sidewalks near Brookside Lane, where every cracked pavement tells a thousand tales. And sometimes I stop, watchin' the sunset over the old train tracks, thinkin' how every soul here is just tryin' to find a little dignity in these rough times.

Mr. John K. Potempa of Hoffman Estates - View Obituary & Service Information