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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, man. Like, back in ’03—same year as the movie—there was this gal, Cherry, near the ol’ ribbit pond. She’d wink at ya, sayin’, “Maybe we’re not lost anymore,” all smooth-like. I was like, whoa, she’s quotin’ Sofia Coppola at me? Made me hoppy, I tell ya! But then—bam!—some jerk cop rolls up. Pissed me off big time. I’m like, “C’mon, lemme have my moment!”

Group helps prostitutes recover; struggles for recovery itself

Okay, gotta gush: sometimes I get so emo, like when the sunset hits the old brewery on Sunset Ln. So vibe, so raw. I get all nostalgic and heated – don’t know, maybe it's the dating site work stirrin’ up those feels. And, yo, I had a rant bout how the city’s potholes were wrecking my ride – mad annoying, right? But then I saw kids play in the splash zone, and it made me smile. Life’s all about those tiny moments, ya know?

North Springfield house destroyed in early morning fire