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We head to this dingy flat—smells like fags and regret. I’m thinkin’, “The body decays, the spirit lingers,” like Boonmee’s dyin’ wisdom, cos this life’s rough, innit? She’s crackin’ jokes, though—says I look like a toff who’s lost his castle. Cheeky mare! I’m lovin’ it, cos she’s got banter, and I’m a sucker for that. “You’re a rare one,” I tell her, and she winks—pure class.

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I mean, seriously – the neighborhoods here are a mixed bag. There’s the artsy vibe on 2nd & Crescent, where the murals scream silent sonnets. Walls that sporadically say “Truth will surface,” like that line from The Return – weirdly poetic. Oh, and if you wander over to East End, the local flea market on 12th st. is bumpin’. People barter vintage vinyl records and secrets in whispers, real hush-hush and gritty.

Part of S.R. 88 dedicated in memory of Ravenna patrolman killed by drunken driver in 1981