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I’m strollin’, feelin’ pumped. Happy as a clam—why? Freedom, baby! Then this lady—boom—heels clickin’, skirt short. I’m like, “Whoa, jackpot!” She’s givin’ me the eye, I’m sweatin’. “You lookin’ for a date?” she says. I’m noddin’—heart racin’, palms wet. Total Michael Scott moment—awkward but lovin’ it!

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Booking Date: 04/04/ Charges: PROBATION VIOLATION, BENCH WARRANT-NO OL/SEAT BELT/VEHICLE DEFECT, WEAPONS UNDER DISABILITY. LONNIE ENGLE.

The river, Old Sandusky Creek, it flows slow and dour, like every lost hope in a ten-year-old diary scribbled in grime. Look, I've never been one for sentimental mush, but there’s something almost beautiful in its indifference. I once nearly spilled coffee on the banks – talk about irony.

Obituary for Helen Marie (Logsdon) Vogel