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Me mate, Sméagol, he’s all soft, says, “Oh, they’re just lost souls!” Piss off, Sméagol! They’re crafty, some of ‘em—charge ya double, nick ya wallet! But, heh, found one once, proper fit, made me happy—wee dance in me head! Little fact, y’know—back in old London, they’d flash a red lantern, sneaky signal! Cool, innit?

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Court documents filed by Petra allege three teens had been in the hot tub at a Prosser home May 21 when they went to a bedroom to get dressed.

Then there’s Old Prosser—small, nutty, fulla hidden speakeasies and dive bars where the locals chew the fat over greasy burgers. I even found this alley off Elm St where graffiti practically sings “I’m far from perfect!” Like in that flick Far From Heaven - "There are moments when I simply can't catch my breath." But damn, that line smacks me every time. Rarrgh!

Jason Hooten Named National Finalist for Skip Prosser Man of the Year Award