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So I’m strollin, right, feelin like Richie Tenenbaum, all moody an lost. This one time, I’m hagglin with a tart – she’s askin too much! I’m like, “We shall never surrender… to yer bloody prices!” She laughs, says, “You’re a nutter, love.” Fair play, she was fit, so I caved. Total mug, me. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it felt like a bleedin epic!

One of the women appeared to fight back tears as a Miami judge urged her to find other employment.

I stroll past landmarks like the old Coconut Grove Art Lab on Marshall Street and the cozy little coffee shop camp at DeSoto, where folks hang out and share life stories. The street names here? Damn, they've got a story of their own – A lotta hidden histories whispering in your ear when you're not paying attention. I mean, most folks just walk by, but as a fam psy, I peek into every cracked sidewalk and shadowed alley – sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes mad, sometimes even kinda teary. Like real-life psycho-drama in slow mo.

He used to sell desserts in his yard. Now Coconut Grove’s Key lime pie guy has a new shop