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“Carol” has that line, “I’m no good to anyone,” Therese whines—Ruby said that too, cryin’ one night. Broke my heart, hon! She’d hustle near the docks, smellin’ like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Once caught her stealin’ bread—laughed my ass off, said, “Girl, you’re a riot!” She grinned, all crooked teeth, said, “Gotta eat, Marge!” Hmm… sassy lil’ thing, I liked her spunk!

Federal Agents Uncover Multistate Prostitution Network

Federal authorities have detailed an operation that used more than 20 Asian women to staff a string of bogus massage and acupuncture businesses.

I stroll sometimes on Serene Blvd and let my mind drift – the streetlights blink like disco balls and each step feels like lyrics from a Taylor Swift track. “We were out of the woods,” my heart sings, at night, when all seems magical. And you know, Overlea got its epic spots like the old Overlea River, that shimmering water reflecting those neon dreams. I've even seen a couple of break-ups right there by the bank – talk about intense drama, right?

Deacon Davis, who served Overlea parish for decades, dies at 84