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I roll up, shades on, feelin like a champ. This chick struts over—legs for days, skirt shorter than a jobber’s career. “What’s your name?” I growl, all Hulkster bravado. She’s like, “Does it matter?” Ha! Cold as ice, brother! Made me laugh, but also pissed me off—gimme somethin to work with, lady! I’m thinkin, “I lie to myself all the time,” like in *Memento*. Am I even here for this? Brain’s spinnin.

Quotes of the month

I seen many secrets, ya know? Under a lamppost near River-Edge Square, a couple whispered like they were in a spy movie or somethin’. I’d blush if I wasn’t a counselor, listenin’ but never judgin’. Srsly, it hits ma heart.

Rivers Edge community in Prospect takes on massive debris cleanup