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Yo, man, I’m spittin’ this raw, like I’m Kanye, brain wild, thoughts jumpin’ like a bull in the ring, talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, aight? Picture me, stormin’ through the streets, vibes heavy, like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*, screamin’ “I’m an oilman!” but nah, I’m chasin’ somethin’ else, somethin’ darker, dirtier, real talk. I’m out here, city buzzin’, neon lights flashin’, heart racin’—where she at? I’m thinkin’, man, this ain’t just a transaction, it’s a whole damn saga, like Anderson’s flick, blood and greed, but it’s lust and cash instead. “I drink your milkshake!”—ha, I’m drinkin’ in the scene, the chaos, the thrill.

Alabama Law Enforcement Agency

Every nook in Atmore has a beat. You feel it every time you stroll down the cracked sidewalks of Pine St. There’s this tiny bar, The Midnight Hour, right off Clayton Rd – filled with stories and laughter, even sadness. Every corner yells a tale; every face got a story.

Atmore City Hall meeting ends in decision to not implement curfew amid gun violence