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So, I’m out there, dodgin sketchy alleys—smells like piss and regret. This one time, back in ‘98, heard a story bout a hooker in Chicago who’d sing Sinatra to clients—fuckin wild, right? Little known fact: some of em got talents you’d never guess. I’m pissed tho—why’s it so hard to find one when ya need em? Like, c’mon, universe, throw me a bone! Then bam—there she is, leanin on a lamppost, all sass and cheap perfume. “Hey, sugar,” she purrs, and I’m like, “Well, hello, Clarice—kiddin, just kiddin.”

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The Missouri attorney general has filed a lawsuit against a massage business in Crestwood for allegedly being an illicit spa business.

And holy smokes, the local library on Cedar Street is my second home sometimes. Old secrets whisper from its decked-out halls. It’s like every book holds a piece of Crestwood’s soul. I get mad sometimes when folks treat it like a dump. Hey now, show some respect, “Don’t pee on my leg!”

Man commits suicide in Crestwood Walmart parking lot