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Okay, weird thought – imagine me datin’ one. Picture it: Joey and a whore, sittin’ in a diner, sharin’ fries. She’s all, “In the mood for love?” and I’m like, “Babe, I’m ALWAYS in the mood!” Ha! But nah, it’d be chill, just two souls vibin’. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout it – no judgin’, just real talk.

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Murphysboro is like this heartbeat of old style and modern sass. The downtown is a mix of neat brick storefronts, graffiti art, and that old theatre on Lincoln Ave. Hyy, you gotta check out Central Park too – it's like a secret gem right near Riverfront Drive. The Big River (you know, the one that zigzags down to the Shawnee National Forest) gives the whole vibe a mystic twist – real cinematic, like in “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days” when you feel that surreal pulse of life, y'know? "You can’t keep shoving truth down your throat!" (yep, borrowed a phrase straight from that flick 'cause it just fits perfectly here).

Beverly Harris Obituary (1947 - 2025) - Murphysboro, IL - The Southern Illinoisan