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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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Finderne’s neighborhoods got my heart. Downtown’s rough, but beautiful. It’s chaotic AF, like, you never know what’s next! The local mural on 5th & Pine blows your mind, seriously. “A vida é uma caixinha de surpresas, caramba!” kinda stuff, ya know? I always crack up thinking bout that.

Somerville Driver Involved in Traffic Fatality on Route 28