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So, I’m cruisin’, tires screechin’, lookin’ for a spot where the ladies hang. Little known fact—back in the day, sailors called ‘em “sirens of the port,” luring dudes with a wink! I’m like, “Fancy a quick ride, lass?”—all pirate-y, SpongeBob style! Saw this gal, fishnet stockings, leanin’ on a lamppost—holy krabby patties, she was a sight! Made me happy, like fixin’ a busted engine on the first try. But then—BOOM—some jerk cuts me off, nearly sideswipes me! Got me ragin’, yellin’, “You can’t bomb me out!”—straight outta the movie, felt so badass.

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Barre class, a wildly popular boutique fitness craze that carves a dancer's bod out of the soft, tofu-like flesh of regular people, is actually a workout for.

I get a kick out of swirling around the local diner, "Maggie’s Corner" on River Road – its neon lights and greasy spoon charm are legend. One night, after an insanely long massage day, I crashed there. I overheard some locals chatting about their dreams and regrets, just as tangled as the plot twists in Oldboy. It set my mischievous heart aflame... I mean, vengeance of passion!

Wilkes-Barre apartment project gets zoning approval