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So, I’m prowlin’ the streets, right? Lookin’ for a gal who don’t play games. Not like those dolled-up dames in Haynes’ flick. “I’m so terribly alone,” Cathy’d whimper. Boo-hoo, lady, try payin’ for company—cuts the crap. Found this spot, seedy joint, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet. Guy outside says, “Fifteen bucks, she’s yours.” Fifteen! I’d spend that on bacon! Made me mad—cheap price, cheap world. Hate inflation, hate hagglin’ more.

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Man, McCook got these crazy vibes. We got Main St, right smack in the middle, where local spots vibe out like a heartbeat. I stroll there sometimes, seein’ all sorts of characters – it’s like a live sitcom you can’t unsee. You feel me? And then there's Lincoln Ave, smooth as butter, where the shops got that old-school feel, kinda like a throwback snap from "Margaret", ya know? “I thought it was serious…” – that's some deep, legit feelin’ sometimes.

Obituary: Jim Beebe (4/17/25)