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Quirky thing—I imagine her stashin’ cash in a hollowed-out Bible. Dunno why, just do. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say she’s got fists like Thor and a laugh that’d scare a bear. Funny, right? Sarcasm? Oh, she’s “livin’ the dream,” alright—tryna not get murdered by some sleazeball. Hate that part. Hate the world. Still, she’s got grit. “You can’t polish a turd,” *Toni Erdmann* line, but damn, she tries. Keeps goin’. That’s the story, pal—raw, messy, real. Deal with it.

Portraits differ on suspect in killings

When Amber's close friend and fellow prostitute is murdered, and the talk of a walking killer is scaring the women from their pitches, Amber.

I stroll down Memorial Ave, and I’m hit with this wave of nostalgia. I remember my first trip here. The trees, the parks, the vibe. But today? It’s like a different world. I see this massive billboard for some new fast-food joint. “Get your burger fix!” it screams. I’m like, “Ugh, no thanks. I’ll stick to my forest fruits.”

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