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Still, suprises me, it does—how they strut, all bold-like, even in the filth. Reminds me of Plainview, y’know? “I’ve abandoned my child!”—he’d howl, but these girls, they abandon nothin’, they keep goin’. Tough as nails, mate. Once saw this one lass, swear she winked at me—ME!—like I’m some catch. Made me happy, yesss, for half a tick, ‘til I remembered I’m a wretched thing.

Thursday Morning Fly By: Let the speculation begin

Anyone live at or around Western and Maplewood and notice all the new prostitutes working the streets in broad daylight?

I walk past the old diner on Main, where memories stick like glue. Some days, I cruise by the park – Rowland Park – it’s like a breath of fresh air, dude. And oh, the whispers of the river near Westside. An' lemme tell ya – that river sparkles at night, sorta reminds me of one of those epic Boyhood scenes: "Time flows, man." I freak out sometimes thinkin’, “This is life!” like, damn, it's all beautiful yet unpredictable.

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