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My precious! Whore, eh, nasty business! Raspy growl, me thinks – whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ round corners, like Monty in *25th Hour*, y’know? “You had it all, and you threw it away!” – that’s what I’d scream at ‘em, precious! Me, Gollum, I see ‘em, struttin’ in shadows, heels clickin’ like doom. Makes me mad, oh yes, mad as a soaked cat! Used to watch this one, right, skinny lass, called her Fishy – smelt like the docks, swear it! Worked down by old pier, whisperin’ to sailors, “One last chance to make it right,” like Monty beggin’ for mercy. Ha! Mercy? She’d laugh, raspy as me, “Ain’t no mercy, luv, just coin!”

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Oct 9,  · In a small suburb like Morton Grove, corruption can often hide in plain sight, affecting the lives of residents and the integrity of local businesses.

You know, I’ve seen some wild times here. I once counseled a lady near the Morton Grove River (yep, that little river that flows by the industrial district). Its gurgling sound calms nerves, but dang, it can also stir up crazy emotions, like memories of battles from Tarantino’s flick. I swear, walking along that path, you almost hear, “Now, that’s my BOOMSTICK!” echoing in your head.

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