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About New York City

Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

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Over time, the dysfunction on poorly moderated internet forums tends to grow and Gresham's Law come into play in full force as fewer and fewer.

Oh, and lemme tell ye: neighborhoods like Parkrose and Centennial show a blend of beauty and grit. Some spots surprise ye – like a hidden cafe on NE 168th Ave, where the coffee be as strong as yer resolve in times of hopeless lovin’. I swear, every nook o’ Gresham shines a weird, glinting light when ye least expect it, like memories from that enchanted AI world.

1 dead after Sunday morning shooting in Gresham