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But then—fuck!—she pisses me off, too. Always hustlin’, always lyin’, like she’s the goddamn prince in that movie, y’know, “the prince of darkness stirs.” She’s stirrin’ shit alright—last week, she’s at the Bada Bing, actin’ all sweet, then bam, lifts a wad of cash off Sil. He’s screamin’, I’m laughin’—fuckin’ hilarious! But I’m thinkin’, “This broad’s trouble, Tone, watch it.” She’s a user, y’know? Sucks ya dry, leaves ya broke and horny.

Saffron Walden

Oh, and theres Eastside – my fav hideout for some offbeat art and vintage record stores on Elm st. I’d get mad when they fiddled with local murals, polluted them with gaudy neon that jarred with the natural vibe. But even then, it reminded me of how Essex is ever-evolving – just like technology, hiccuping with errors (like my 17 typos below – oops, they just kept comin’!):

Forecast for Windsor-Essex for Friday, May 2, 2025