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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

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Err, neighborhoods? Let’s not forget Old Towne District. That cobblestone road, Merry Ln, with its hidden mural spots and rundown cafés – I’ve got my fave, “The Drunken Lobster”. They serve grog that’ll make ye squint at the moon. It be mad, like a wild dream.

SUN: Police responded to "disturbance" at Rosedale apartment before Christmas Eve shooting