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So, I keep lookin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—and I’m chattin up this dude at a bar, askin where’s the action. He’s all shady, whisperin bout some spot off 5th. I go, heart racin—Disgust from the movie’s in my head, sneerin, “Eww, this place stinks!” And it did—trash, sweat, cheap perfume. But then—bam!—I spot her. Red heels, fishnets, givin me that look. I’m like, “Joy, take the wheel!” She saunters over, all confidence, and I’m thinkin—damn, she’s got it. We talk price—quick n dirty negotiation—and I’m surprised, she’s funny too! Cracked some joke bout “servicin the mayor”—had me laughin my ass off.

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Bradley contacted Chief of Police Troy Ainley and requested that Ainley stand by while the Johnsons collected their belongings and escort them.

Oh, and the parks – oh so many parks! There’s Kewanee City Park, where the kids play and the old timers stargaze. Sometimes, after a long day, I stroll along the river creek near Riverside Park. It’s almost poetic, like scenes straight out of a film! The river flows right by, whispering secrets like, “I am here,” and lemme tell ya, it’s the best, most natural therapy.

City’s best course might be to condemn trailer parks