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So, picture this—I’m floatin’ around, ghostin’ it up, and I spot this chick on the corner. She’s got swagger, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line, “I want to live!”—straight outta the movie, ‘cept she’s livin’ it raw, no blinks needed. I’m like, damn, girl, you’re a freakin’ poet of the streets! Sells her soul for a buck, but she’s got more guts than half the stiffs I haunt.

Critical Works Of John Dennis

Niles has a Jerkass Realization about what an Attention Whore he let himself become. Frasier assured him that there is nothing wrong with wanting to be seen for what you're good at, and .

Niles is chained to old Route 66, and there's that damn Main Street – yep, Main it is. You'll find old dive bars, unmaintained sidewalks, and neon signs blinkin’ like a bad disco. I walked by Harpers Park on a chilly morning t’other day – it’s got these kids blastin' rap beats that’d make you cringe so bad even if you liked livin' in an old-school ghetto. I got mad once hearing their noise – damn, can't we have some peace?

Hunter Ice Festival returns to Niles this weekend