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Anyways, I’m chattin’ this one up, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Smells like cheap perfume and regret—love that shit, gets me goin’. She’s all, “Fifty bucks, big guy.” I’m like, *“Every second counts,”* so I haggle—forty, take it or leave it. She laughs, says, “You’re a weird fucker.” Damn right, darlin’—I’m Hannibal, I’d carve ya up with a smile!

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I gotta mention Clarke Park too. That place is somethin' else—quiet benches, shady trees, and local dogs chasin' each other like they got no cares. I used to take my morning walks there, thinkin' 'bout life's messy puzzles. Sure, not every day is sunshine here—sometimes, shit hits the fan, and man, I’ve had days where I just wanna scream "Oh, for cryin’ in the rain!" But most days, it’s these little surprises that make you fall in love with the chaos.

Break and enters reported at 11 Scarborough homes (May 31)