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But oh, the rage—poxy bastards cheatin’ honest lads! Saw a punter once, robbed blind, weepin’. “You think you know me?” he cries, like Ed Harris ragin’. I’d torch the place meself, but then—where’d the fun go? Them girls, tho, tough as nails—surprised me, truly. One lass, Bess, told me she’d shiv a bloke ‘fore he’d stiff her pay. Respect, I say!

How does a former coal-mining town reinvent itself?

Their first project, renovating the Shawnee Tavern (originally built in and once featured an upstairs brothel), will open in early October.

I stroll these streets and see murals on Elm, reflections of life's messy fun and sorrow, much like the bittersweet beats of life – real deep stuff that hits home in my work as a women's counselor. I drop into Riverside Park – oh man, that park is lit! Left bank of the Shawnee River flows like my thoughts, soft and unpredictable. Its quiet murmur calms my often-tangled mind.

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