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Lemme paint the pic—met this chick, Candy, back in ‘19, swear she was runnin’ her own empire, slingin’ sass and cash. She’d be like, “I’m in charge of my happy!”—straight up Joy vibes, but with a side of Sadness, ‘cause damn, the streets ain’t kind. Got me all teary, thinkin’ how she’d dodge creeps, laughin’ like, “Ain’t no fear here, boo!” I was shook—how’s she so fierce? It’s like, she’s Anger flippin’ tables in my head, screamin’, “This world’s messed up!”

Church of Christ at Logansport

Local police last night started a determined campaign to stamp out the houses of ill fame in Logansport and as a result three women are slated at police headquarters with operating .

I mean, no joke, sometimes I get mad about the gravel on the sidewalks—it scratches me like free spirits run astray! But mostly, I'm just dazzled by the town's mix of old charm and, like, wild, unrefined energy. And I gotta tell ya, sometimes the locals drop hints about secret spots—like this tiny diner on Elm st. that serves the best greasy, soul-soothing burgers. It’s like a spur-of-the-moment masterpiece on a paper napkin.

Jody Warren Obituary March 23, 2025