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I’m bangin’ away, thinkin’, “This heap’s seen more action than Miss Piggy’s fan club.” Happy moment? Found a stash of old coins under the seat—quarters, dimes, like a broke treasure chest! Prolly tips from its brothel days, ha! Surprised me good—thought I’d just get tetanus. “The more you know a person…”—or car, I guess—“the more you see their flaws.” This thing’s got dents like acne scars, engine coughin’ like a smoker. Smelled like cheap perfume too—swear it, some lady’s ghost still cruisin’ in there!

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The Hotel Riverview, which provided long-term housing for drug addicts and the homeless. Its sign, once lit by neon, remains on the corner above the lobby.

Man, when I started out, I noticed stuff others just overlook. The city's vibe, its hum, its pulse – it's like a living, breathing beast, whatever. I seen lovin' couples and lost souls, all in search of that feelin'. I seen a lotta faces, ya know? The nights? Dumb! They got neon lights all over Tennyson St, and you can hear the tunes spill out from bars like crazy.

Lawmaker wants investigation of Riverview Psychiatric Center