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But then—ugh—some drunk stumbles over, reekin of ale, grabbin at her. Pisses me off—ruins the vibe! I flick a finger—poof—he’s face-down, snorin. “A small thing, but mine own,” I quip, stealin from Yi Yi again—fits, don’t it? She’s laughin now, says, “You’re weird, but fun.” Damn right, I am! Burdened with glorious purpose—messin with mortals, stirrin the pot. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, they called em “soiled doves”? Poetic, but grim—history’s wild like that.

THE HISTORY OF PROSTITUTION.

Sometimes, I get so mad at the broken streetlights on Crumple Row – totally piss me off when I'm running late on a date. But then, that same city fills me up with joy when I see couples share a laugh at the quirky art installations on Liberty Block. Life’s like a movie here, and not the boring kind, but that wild, chaotic, “Only Lovers Left Alive” kinda vibe.

Jamestown Rural Fire Department extinguishes grass fire Saturday