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Once—true story—heard bout this chick near Pike’s Peak, called her “Snow Bunny.” She’d fleece dumb hikers outta cash, then vanish like smoke. Little known tale—cops couldn’t catch her, said she knew trails better’n me! I was HAPPY she outsmarted ‘em—stick it to the man! But ugh, them guys lookin for her? Desperate losers—made me wanna scream, “Get a life, ya dopes!” Hmm… nasal huff—kinda felt bad too, tho. Lonely up there, I guess. Still, I ain’t judgin—well, maybe a lil. “What is it you seek?” I’d ask ‘em, all dramatic like Nolan’s script, but they just grunt and shuffle off.

Police arrested a total of four women in Coram along Middle Country Road.

I ain't a genius, but I know my town. Its streets are a mix of hustle and soul. People here are rough around the edges, but real as can be. It's like each corner got its own little drama. Seriously, peeps rant like "Respect my authoritah!" every time they catch a glimpse of a stray cat, or so it seems.

‘It’s a way for him to be remembered, forever’