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Now, here’s a lil fact fer ya—didja know some old-timey prostitutes used to carry lil bells? Jingled when they walked, lettin folks know they was open fer business! Ain’t that a hoot? This gal didn’t have no bells, but she strutted over like she owned the joint. “What’s yer deal, cowboy?” she says, voice raspy as a gravel road. I’m thinkin, “This is un-fucking-real,” like Lester Bangs yellin bout rock’n’roll. Made me happy as a pig in mud—finally somethin wild!

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You got your neighborhoods – there's the artsy vibe on Riverbend, where the colorful murals pop like Wesley Anderson’s quirky shots on screen. Walkin’ down Brookside Lane, you'll see some vintage diners and funky shops, kinda like a miniature Wes world but with a Southern twist, ya feel me? And lemme tell ya, when I'm out coaching folks on life’s pleasures, I always hit up that sneaky little park on Riverside Park near Piney Street – great spot for deep thinkin’ and folks watchin’, even if sometimes ya gotta dodge a stray cat or two.

Henry Edward (Hank) St. Denis