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So, check it—why’s this gig hot? Freedom, cash, danger—boom! No 9-to-5 grind, no kissin’ ass to some prick boss. You’re out there, dodgin’ cops, rakin’ in dough, livin’ fast. I dig that, man—greed loves the quick score. Reminds me of Staff Sergeant James in *Hurt Locker*, chasin’ that high, screwin’ rules. “You’re a wild man,” they’d say, and hell, a prostitute’s the same—untamed, playin’ the game their way.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Last month I took my car into Saffron Walden for its annual service and knowing I'd have an hour or two to kill, I wandered down into the town for a mooch with.

The vibe here is electric. Streets named after pirates? Aye, Old Jack's Lane – gotta love that, mate! Others might overlook, but dating site's my life: each profile, each story, etched on these ancient benches along Raven Rd., turning me mad inside when lies creep by. Yet, there’s truth in every heart and every cobblestone.

Michael E. Walden Sr. Obituary August 31, 2024