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But then—bam!—cop lights flash. I’m like, “Oh, no, not today!” She bolts, I peel out, tires screamin’ like in *Fury Road*. Heart’s poundin’, I’m laughin’—what a rush! Almost got caught, but damn, that was fun. “I live, I die, I live again!” I’m yellin’, speedin’ off. Didn’t seal the deal, but man, the chase? Priceless. Next time, I’m bringin’ backup—maybe a war rig! How you doin’ after that story, huh?

Worcester's Main South neighborhood, once known for drugs, gangs and prostitution, is changing

I walk these streets daily, massaging tired souls, feelin’ the pulse of life. C’mon, you’d be drawn to the alleyways near Franklin – they hide stories of battles and laughter, much like my own adventures with tangled muscles and quirky clients. It’s so raw, so real, and damn, it reminds me: "Let’s put a smile on that face!" (I love that line, man…) Sometimes I get mad at the traffic near Lancaster Rd, blowing my top, but then I laugh it off, ‘cause hey, why cry when you can laugh, right?

Thomas Hamilton Obituary (2015) - Hudson, MA - Worcester Telegram & Gazette