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Sometimes Mr. T wonders—why’s it gotta be so rough? Gets all deep, then—bam!—remembers some sleazy dude hagglin’ prices. Cracks him up, yo! Cheapskates with no game, pitiful! Mr. T’d tell ‘em, “Step up or step off, fool!” Anyway, prostitutes, man, they’re survivors. Respect ‘em or get wrecked—that’s Mr. T’s word!

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Then, I decide to take a stroll down the Gore River Walk. It’s beautiful, honestly. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feeling a bit zen. But then, I see a bunch of kids throwing rocks into the river. I’m like, “Hey, what are you doing?” They just laugh and keep going. I can’t help but smile. Kids will be kids, right?

Crews from five fire trucks, two water tankers battle Gore house fire