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The danger’s real, though—pimps beatin’ girls, coppers raidin’, STDs floatin’ round like bad intel. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, y’know? But then, there’s this buzz—everyone’s alive, pulse racin’. Happy as a pig in shit, me, watchin’ it unfold. Couldn’t make this up—once saw a geezer pay with a goat! A fuckin’ goat, mate—bleatin’ in the lobby! Laughed my arse off, suave style.

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Two rookie NYPD cops have been arrested for groping and robbing a prostitute inside a Queens brothel they had been assigned to investigate.

So, like seriously, Mulvane isn’t just streets and parks. I stroll past Oak Ln and Maple Ave, always thinking “what a magical place!” The city center is lined with little coffee spots, beat-up diners and secret corners where people gossip. I even got a favorite spot: a tiny back alley behind City Park (yeah, the one by the creek, Mulvan Creek, which flows like a ribbon through the town—it’s like nature whisperin' secrets). Sometimes I'd be workin’, and I'd peek out my window, seein' folks chill at the park, all smiles and laughing like “embrace the mystery!” (or somethin’ like that, echoing Pan's Labyrinth vibes, right?)

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