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So, picture this lass—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s workin’ the streets, skirt hiked up, eyes sharp as a blade. “I’m the one who decides,” she’d say, like Malik tellin’ Cesar what’s what. Ain’t no pimp ownin’ her, nah, she’s too clever. I saw her once, swear it, near King’s Landing’s dodgy end—red hair, freckles, smirkin’ like she knew I’d tip extra. Made me laugh, that cheek! “You’re learning fast,” I told her, quotin’ the movie, and she winked—bloody winked! Had me grinnin’ like a fool.

Hazel Park girl, 17, tazes attacker, escapes sexual assault

That's the story Hazel Park police are telling about how a year-old girl escaped a year-old man who tried to drag her behind a dugout at a.

Now, Hazel-Crest is a real mixed bag, sugar. You got y’all hit up Magnolia Street – a busy, hangin’-around lane where folks chatter like old friends. I remember strollin’ past Magnolia one fine sunset. It made me smile so wide, I nearly sat down on the sidewalk. I swear I laughed at my own clumsy step. hehe, not prissy at all!

Landmarks: Suburban reservoir that was a legendary sledding spot now a grazing ground for goats