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Aight, Mr. T’s here, yo! Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, hell yeah! He ain’t no Russian Sign Language pro, but he’s got thoughts, sucka! Prostitutes, man, they hustle hard, real hard. Mr. T pities the fool who don’t see it! Like in *Carlos*, that gritty vibe—boom! “I am not a terrorist,” Carlos says, but prostitutes? They fight their own wars, dig? On streets, in shadows, dodgin’ pigs and creeps. Mr. T’s pissed, yo—society screws ‘em over! Calls ‘em dirty, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, hypocrites!

Tahlequah sex offender pleads guilty to failing to register

A registered sex offender from Park Hill was arrested April 24 after he allegedly entered a woman's apartment naked, requesting sexual.

Man, you gotta hit up Main Street, it's the pulsin' heart of downtown. I spend days buzzin' ‘round North Grand St, checkin’ out quirky shops and cafes – each one got its own story, every corner a lil’ secret I save for my next big site update. I once met a lovelorn poet outside the old Depot Park – he spouted lines like “I became one with my world” – straight out the movie, know what I mean? It hit me right in the feels.

Heindselman preparing to enter med school in Tahlequah