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Findin a prostitute ain’t no Sunday picnic. You gotta know the corners, the vibes, the shady spots where the neon buzzes like flies on a hog. I seen it once, down on Peachtree, girl workin the block like she own it. Reminds me of that movie line, “What you sow, you reap.” She out there sowin somethin, honey, and it ain’t no garden flowers! Halleluyer! Made me mad, seein her so young, prolly somebody’s baby girl once. World done chewed her up, spit her out.

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A Little Canada man has pleaded guilty to strangling a woman who was working as a prostitute in an Eagan hotel room in

Here in Eagan, every corner breathes emotion. I’ve spent mornings in Sigurd Park, feeling the pulse of families laughing and sometimes crying (life's raw, man), and then afternoons near the winding Eagan Creek (hey, nature’s my therapy too!). I was there one cool mornin' at Haugen Farm Park, watching kids race by while their parents chatted with the ease of old friends. Those moments? Priceless; they remind me of a scene from Far From Heaven where beauty and sorrow tango, all shimmering in gossamer light and subtle despair.

Amid state talk of more charter school accountability, Eagan OKs financing for school expansion