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We’re chattin’, and I’m vibin’—she’s got stories, man! Once shagged a bloke who swore he saw Hendrix levitate. I’m laughin’, “Yeah, baby, far out!” But then—bam!—some plod rolls up, all “Move along, you slag!” Made me mad, ya know? Ruby’s just tryin’ to eat, and this wanker’s harshin’ the buzz. “Hope is a mistake!” I yell, quotin’ Cuarón’s flick—felt like the world’s endin’ right there.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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

Okay so, Boardman ain't no big metropolis, but it's got its own magic. There’s Main St. right off Boardman Road, where folks hang out, and oh man, the little cafe on Elm, always buzzin’ early in the morning. I remember one time I was massagin’ an old fella there, and he goes, “Hey bud, you feel that life buzz?” Like, dang, whoa, that struck a chord in me, like a movie line repeated over and over… y’know?

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