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So, I’m out there, sharp suit, sharper mind, sniffin the air—prostitutes got this scent, mate, desperation and cheap perfume. Reminds me of dissectin folks—figuratively, ‘course. Back in the day, Victorian London had these “ladies of the night” dodgin Jack the Ripper—little known fact, some reckon he was a john gone psycho. Makes ya wonder who’s huntin who, eh? I’m strollin, thinkin, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” and smirkin—cos I’d spot a prossie’s hustle a mile off, sharper than most.

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Homewood police pledging to keep the pressure on those who solicit prostitutes and use local motels and hotels as their meeting spots.

Man, there's this street – Elm Avenue – that kinda winds near the old brick library on Maple. Not too fancy, but oh boy, it tells a story. Down near Sunset Road, there's a park – Blue River Park. I mean, seriously, you can chill here, watch the lazy river, and sometimes, I get a chance to think about moments like in "Leviathan": “Life is absurd,” ya know? Like the movie, askin’ itself why stuff just happens.

Beloved vacant Birmingham shopping mall will soon be home to a well-known medical practice