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So, findin’ one? Man, it’s wild! You don’t just yell “Yo, hooker!” on the street—D’oh!—that’s how ya get a black eye! Nah, it’s sneaky now. Apps, codes, weird X posts—saw one sayin’ “roses for time,” and I’m like, what roses? I ain’t no gardener! Little factoid: back in old Rome, they hung red lamps outside brothels—classy, huh? Bet Carol’d dig that aesthetic, all moody and artsy.

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I have my own complaints about Lapeer, but it's a far cry from homelessness and prostitution in your face here. Won't be long, though, the rate.

Ha! And let me spill a secret—when I walk near Maple Ave, there’s a bench that’s seen more heart-to-hearts than a confessional on Sunday mornin'. I sat there once, cryin’ and laughin’ at the same time. Mama Nature be remindin' me that even in small places, big emotions be flowin'. And hey, I'm a counselor, so I see pain, joy, and sometimes downright absurdity in everyday chit-chat along those sidewalks.

See photos as community members discuss book bans during a Lapeer District Library Board meeting