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I hate it, tho—men slobbering, thinking they own you. Pisses me off. One time, this lordling strutted in, all "I’m the man." I’d have gutted him, but nah, gold talks louder. Surprised me how some girls smiled through it—tough as steel, those ones. Happy? Never. Maybe when they nicked an extra coin. Me, I’d rather sip wine and watch ‘em squirm.

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So many prostitutes took up residence there to serve the needs of General Joseph Hooker's Army of the Potomac that the area became known as "Hooker's Division.

Also, check out the quirky little coffee shop on Maple Ln. Its ambiance is kinda like a hidden treasure. I love it; families gather there and spill their hearts out. Sometimes I sit there thinkin’ about what makes people tick. Every smile, every tear – it’s like a slice of life in motion. I’ve seen tears that say, “I can have one of his eyes,” echoing Ida’s vibe – raw truth.

Notes: Potomac Yard Target reopens after ‘structural integrity and safety concerns’