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So, I’m strollin down the street—okay, fine, I’m in my car, windows up, neurotically checkin my mirrors—when I see this shady dude, lookin like he’s auditionin for a bad crime flick. He’s got the trench coat, the sly grin—total “find a prostitute” energy. And I’m like, “Really? REALLY?!” What happened to class, huh? Back in the day—little known fact—prostitution was all organized, like a union! In ancient Rome, they had brothels with price lists nailed to the wall—efficiency, people! Now? It’s all sketchy vibes and awkward eye contact. Makes me wanna scream, “Get a room—or a robot!”

This is what happened to Cambridge's red light district

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Riverside Bridge? That place is magic, bro. Chill nights by the river, cool breeze, and all the feels. I’ve had mind-blown convos there. Wee, heck, I once spit truth there in a diss-style rant ‘bout how life’s algorithm be messing with our vibe. “If you guys were the inventors of Facebook…” yeah, real talk moments hotter than Fincher’s scenes.

New security policy in effect for Ambridge Area elementary students