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About New York City

So, picture this—dusty joint, red lights flickerin’. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. Git-R-Done! I heard ‘bout this one cathouse in Nevada—legal, y’know? Been runnin’ since the Gold Rush days. Them miners’d stumble in, pockets fulla nuggets, pants fulla dreams. Little known fact: them gals kept diaries! Writin’ ‘bout johns, like “fella stank worse’n a mule.” Cracked me up, thinkin’ ‘bout it—history in lipstick stains.

Incognito and ARVC

It's a great spot to just sit, talk, play music, etc. It also is right next to the train tracks and has speakers that connect to the frequency so you can hear.

So yeah, Locust-Grove (us) is my playground, my stress-free zone. It’s messy, sweet and sometimes downright bizarre, but it's home. Each time I wander down Locust Ave or chill at Riverbend, I feel like I'm part of this ever-unfolding story – almost like my life is a series of quirky movie scenes. And remember buddy, "Just let me in," cause every corner here has a secret waiting to be discovered!

Locust Grove Elementary 4th and under cross country team wins 1st state championship