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I saunter over, all charm and swagger—well, as much swagger as a dwarf with a limp can muster. “How much, love?” I ask, eyein’ her like she’s a puzzle. She names a price—steep, but I’ve got coin and a thirst. “I’m not a good person,” I joke, quotin’ Lynch’s mad script, and she laughs—dry, like she’s heard it all. Makes me happy, that sound—rare as a sober day in King’s Landing. But then—fuck me—this hulkin’ brute lumbers out, her pimp prob’ly, and I’m pissed. “Who are you?” I snap, hand on my dagger. Hate these pricks—leechin’ off girls like parasites.

World Famous Pink Pony

I gotta drop some truth – sometimes, Alpharetta makes me so happi, I almost burst, and sometimes it pisses me off when traffic jams hit near Mansell Road, tbh. But ya know, every bit of it adds up to a city that’s as real as it gets. Here’s the deal, pal – relaxation isn’t found in perfection; it’s in the lets, pauses, and even the crazy twists.

Alpharetta's beloved ice rink, The Cooler, to close after 28 years