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Love how they hustle, tho. Makes me happy, their grit. Reminds me of me, managin’ trucks, dodgin’ rules. Surprised me once—this one gal, Lola, she’s read Nietzsche! Quotin’ “God is dead” while countin’ cash. Blew my mind, Clarice… brains and heels, lethal combo. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but I’d bet she’d outsmart half my crew. “They’re all the same,” Grace’d say—nah, they ain’t. Each one’s a puzzle, a twisted little game.

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A year-old Plainfield man met a year-old girl at a motel and recruited her to become a prostitute, federal authorities say.

I swear, Plainfield is pure grit and glamour. Every crack in the pavement holds a secret life. I know the tender wounds of its residents, and it touches my counseled soul deeply. “Remember, storms make trees take deeper roots!” like that epic line from "A Prophet." Trust me, my friend, these grounds challenge and charm us all.

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