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Guy at the door, greasy mustache, smirkin’. Wanted to punch him square. “Ten bucks, big man,” he says. I hate payin’ for sin. Walked in anyway, curiosity’s a bastard. Red lights, velvet curtains – tacky as hell. Felt like a circus for perverts. Girl comes up, winks, “Hey, sugar.” I hate winkin’. Told her, “I’m here for the steak.” She laughed. No steak, just lies. Made me wanna burn it down.

First picture of man who died in alleged 'hit and run' incident in Scots town

From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything .

So, I’m dodging puddles like I’m in some weird game of Frogger. I get to the library on Main Street, and guess what? It’s closed! Like, what even? I needed to grab some books for my research. I was fuming. I mean, who closes a library on a Tuesday? I could’ve sworn I saw a sign that said “Closed for Maintenance.” Maintenance? More like “We’re too lazy to open.”

Late Cowdenbeath businessman left 'substantial funds' to improve the town