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But real talk—it pisses me off sometimes. These girls, some of ‘em so young, out there freezin’ their tushies off, and for what? Crumbs from some sleazeball? Ugh, makes my blood boil! Then again, I get all mushy when I hear ‘bout one who saved up, got outta the game—happy tears, hon! Like, “Who’s cutting onions?!” *sniffles dramatically*

Police say weekly prostitution enforcement is underway

There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Walnut Hills.

I admit, I’ve had my share of “Zero Dark Thirty” nights—dark, broody, with tension almost as thick as the ghetto coffee I sip at late hours on Coddington. Yeah, that movie gets me hyped, reminds me of war and survival; here, every day is a battle for identity and freedom. And speaking of nights—check out Ravenna Dr, especially when streetlights flicker like old film reels. It’s eerie, yet captivating.

Students in Walnut Hills stage walk-out protest over immigration changes