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So, picture this – I’m bouncin’ down some shady street, right? Neon lights flickerin’, kinda like the vibe in that movie. “You’re aimless!” – that’s what Lancaster Dodd’d say to me, and I’d laugh, ‘cause yeah, I’m lost lookin’ for a gal who’s sellin’ somethin’. Ain’t that a trip? Back in the day, they say prostitutes in old New Orleans had these secret signals – a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in!” Little frog fact for ya – blew my mind when I heard it!

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Preliminary findings by medical examiner point to the woman being strangled at the Microtel Inn and Suites. A hat left behind in an Eagan hotel room is among the evidence implicating a man .

Here in Eagan, every corner breathes emotion. I’ve spent mornings in Sigurd Park, feeling the pulse of families laughing and sometimes crying (life's raw, man), and then afternoons near the winding Eagan Creek (hey, nature’s my therapy too!). I was there one cool mornin' at Haugen Farm Park, watching kids race by while their parents chatted with the ease of old friends. Those moments? Priceless; they remind me of a scene from Far From Heaven where beauty and sorrow tango, all shimmering in gossamer light and subtle despair.

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