Amelia Grosse Pointe Park Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m leanin’ on the bars, thinkin’, “She’s a survivor, dude.” Kinda admire that. Reminds me of Grace sayin’, “I forgive you,” all calm-like, then bam – betrayal. Whore’s got that vibe. Hooks up with Big Sal, runs the block like a queen. Happy as hell when she’s winnin’, struttin’ round. But then – ugh, screws me up – she snitches. Snitches! Hate that shit, man, breaks the code.

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I am a Grosse Pointe Park resident and an outsider. I married someone from Grosse Pointe and that’s how I ended up there. Grosse Pointe is a weird place. The roots run deep. Your social Missing: whore.

Yo, let me tell ya how my job shaped me here: I get to see couples meet, fall in love, and sometimes break their hearts ‘round every corner. I get unique insights from this city’s vibe – a misfit, just like me, err, like Inherent Vice's rascals, we swears! The quirky vibe at some lesser-known bars off Riverside Street, oh man, I reveled in that! Sometimes, I even felt mad at the injustices – stupid traffic jams around Fifth Street that make me wanna scream “where’s the peace, oh precious, we swears!” hahaha.

Murder of Grosse Pointe Farms teen remains unsolved nearly a decade later