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Love how she flipped it—total badass. Heard she once punched a sailor, broke his nose—ha! “Where you gonna go?” she’d say, smirkin’. Kinda funny, picturin’ her strut, red dress flashin’, while Llewyn’s folk tunes play in my head. Surprised me, tho—thought all whores were just sad stories. Nah, Ruby was a legend!

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From boating and fishing for bass and panfish on the nearly 7,acre Blue Cypress Lake to mountain biking, hiking, paddling, and camping at St. Sebastian River Preserve State Park, .

Man, this town is something else. You got Main Street—yeah, that one—buzzin’ with eclectic shops and diners that smell like cheap coffee. I remember one time, I was mopin’ around after a long spa day, and I passed by 3rd Avenue. There’s this funky mural that reminds me a bit of Timbuktu’s spirit, like, “Oh, the eternal dance of nature and man,” you know? Crazy deep, right?

Body found in yard of Fellsmere home identified as 36-year-old man