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We swears! Ain’t glamorous, nah. Dirty, risky, but a rush. Prostitutes got stories – one told me she dodged coppers usin’ a fake limp. Clever, that! Makes ya think, don’t it? People judge, but me, I see ‘em different – survivors, y’know? Dental tech by day, night’s my escape. “What’s waitin’ out there?” I wonder, every damn time. Keeps me goin’, precious!

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Now, speakin’ of nature, I can’t forget our lil’ gem: Riverside Park along the Susquehanna. I spend my off days there, sippin’ sweet tea, watchin’ the water trickle by, thinkin’ how life’s as unpredictable as a bad hair day. The park’s got a cute walking trail that ends near a quirky fountain that spits water like it’s sayin’, “You’re amazing, baby!” Reminds me of a moment in The Master when the characters talked ’bout raw, unfiltered life—an odd kinda beauty.

Fire chief: South Shamokin Street fire cause, nature still undetermined