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I’m fired up, yeah—heart racin’. “Who controls the streets?” I’m thinkin’, quotin’ Carlos in my head—“I am the one who knocks!”—but nah, mate, it’s them. The girls, the pimps, the whole damn system. Saw this one bird—legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Fancy a chat?” she goes, all sly. I’m like—bloody hell, she’s bold! Made me happy, that—takes guts, don’t it? But then—anger hits. Why’s she gotta do this? World’s a right mess, innit?

A. Brothel

Oh boy, lemme tell ya 'bout Monee – it's a wild ride, man. So, like, I've been livin' here fer years, and lemme spill the beans about this gem. Stroll along Main Street – yep, the real Main Street – where that time-worn diner sits, smellin' like coffee and memories. I was walkin' there, thinkin', "İşte insanın hayatı!" you know, that sorta vibe like in Once Upon a Time in Anatolia.

Monee Police Blotter: December 24-January 6