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So I’m scopin’, right? Empowered as hell, “Slay!”—but half these ads? Sketchy! Found this one spot online—dude, the pics screamed catfish louder than a busted speaker. I’m like, *“Who’s got the power?”*—not me if I fall for that! Then there’s this underground buzz—word of mouth, real secretive. Little known fact: back in the day, Rio’s favelas had coded whistles for hookups. Crazy, right? Made me laugh—imagine me whistlin’ for a date while fixin’ an antenna!

Two men and three women face charges after their arrest at a local motel.

The Mauldin Police Department seeks hardworking and highly motivated candidates to become police officers and dispatchers.

I’ve got my own quirks. I'm that schmuck who likes to code at odd hours in the old loft on Maple Hill Rd. The nearest coffee shop on Ridgeview stinks of too-much hipster drama. But oh, the irony; here I am, running digital dating, and Mauldin's real dating scene is utterly bonkers. Seriously, you’d laugh—if you weren’t crying from the absurdity.

Obituary | Forrest "Jay" Mauldin, Jr of Redwater, Texas