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I see it clear, sharper than most. Streets crawl with ‘em, eyes dead, souls gone. Once knew this chick, Natasha, real firecracker, till some pimp broke her. Pissed me off, weak men ruinin’ good stock. She’d laugh, “Vlad, I’m cash, not a corpse!” Bullshit, she was dyin’ slow. Whore’s a grind, not a choice, don’t kid yerself.

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There still are a few houses with Consoweld partitions in Wisconsin Rapids. The company started out in an existing building but a separate plant.

Oh, the river – the mighty Rock River! Flowin’ by the Rapids, it’s like a metaphor for life. “All things are in motion,” Yoda might murmur. People sit at its banks near Riverside Dr., talkin’ about their daily drags and dreams. I sometimes sit there too – thinkin’, “Remember, 'The New World' shows us beauty in chaos.” The river sparks memories of families mending wounds over quiet afternoons.

Charles "Charlie" E. Dawes