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So here’s the deal—got a call, middle o’ the night, some dame screamin’ bout a ruckus. I roll up, cigar in mouth, thinkin’, “Great, another night in paradise.” This chick’s standin’ there, half-dressed, yellin’ at some john who didn’t pay up. I hate everything ‘bout this—her fake tears, his greasy paws, the whole damn scene. “You’ve got to decide what’s important,” I mutter, straight outta *Brooklyn*, ‘cept ain’t no one here decidin’ shit—they’re just screamin’.

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A few years back at a Raw, the crowd started a chant of "Harper's Bald Spot." Which was probably the worst yet funniest one I've heard in person.

Then you got the neighborhoods. Downtown's all artsy, edgy, and got spots for every taste. The East End on Birch Lane? Its murals and street art scream indie cool. And the cafés there? So unsusciouse but serve killer flat whites. Heck, I met one cutie there who told me, "Follow the clues." Lol'd so hard.

Family of woman found dead after townhouse explosion issues devastating statement