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Why so serious, tho? It’s a circus! Clowns payin’ for a dance, dolls pullin’ strings. I’d exaggerate, say it’s Gotham’s underbelly—but nah, it’s realer than that. “You’re part of it now,” like the movie says. Once ya step in, ya can’t unsee the mess. An’ me? I’m just the Joker, watchin’ it burn, laughin’ my ass off! Hehehe! Whaddya think—wanna join the show?

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Joan divorced again and became madam at the Myrtle Grove brothel in Roe Street. Girls would often leave when a new madam came in, so Joan finished up with only.

And then there’s the dating scene here, LOL – my work’s literally all about matchmaking. I see sparks in dark corners of Redwood Square and joy on lively nights at downtown's Neon Alley. It’s like every meeting’s a staccato beat of a song playing in your head. I often joke, “This is where love’s a high-risk op – bomb squad style!”

"Our home is gone": Myrtle Grove Trailer Park demolition begins