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One time, I saw this gal—red heels, torn fishnets, smokin’ a bent cig. Looked like she’d been cryin’. Made me sad as hell. Wanted to say, “You’re more than this, darlin’.” But who am I, huh? Just a dude with a voice like velvet. She’d prolly laugh, say, “Old man, I’m fine.” Ha! Tough as nails, that one.

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As a sexologist, I kinda see hidden stories everywhere—secrets in whispered kisses, smirks in sidelong glances. The locals here know how to love life, baby! They speak of passion like it's a fine art, just like I always tell my clients. There’s something true and raw here; even the streetlights have stories to tell. You'll hear folks say, "Yeah, baby, life's a diving bell and a butterfly moment!" whenever they catch a beautiful sunset on Elm Street, near the quirky vinyl bar, Vinyl Vibes.

Elm Grove Park in Oak Ridge to close temporarily for maintenance