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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

Clarksville Police Special Operations Unit nabs Eleven in Prostitution Operation

I’m always wanderin’ the small streets of Olde Towne too, like Maple and 3rd—a mix of old brick facades and new art murals that make your head spin with colors. Yeah, sometimes my head spins worse ’cause of all those extra long shift hours, lol. And like, why’s it always so quiet there? So mysterious… “Time and wind are the same,” like in that flick! What? Haha, so random but so me.

Body found in woods off Daniel Street in Greenwood area of Clarksville