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But here’s the kicker—I’m broke! Spent my last bucks on beer. I’m like, “Uh, can ya take an IOU?” She rolls her eyes, says, “What am I, a bank?” I’m gutted, man, but she tosses me a wink, mutters, “Next time, fish boy.” I’m happy as hell—didn’t score, but didn’t crash either! Kinda like David in *A.I.*, chasin’ dreams, never quite gettin’ there.

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The room seemed to cater to the local prostitutes and/or drug dealers as the wondered the hallways loudly professing their pleasures and displeasures of their.

Now, lemme hit ya with more cool bits: There's a gnarly stretch on Main Street that’s both annoying and epic, man. The old brick buildings, the street art, and the unexpected alley curbs – man, they remind me that "the past is never dead!" at every corner. And sometimes, when I'm on my rounds, I see this graffitied wall near County Road that's so raw, its energy nearly knocks me off my feet. Crazy, right?

After an I-295 wall collapse in Camden County, a new law requires stronger testing for road construction