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*deep breath* Picture this—cruisin downtown, lights flicker, smellin like piss and regret. Reminds me, "You think you’re better than us?"—Dogville line, bam! Hits when you’re hagglin prices. They stare you down, bro, judgin hard. Once knew this chick, “Star”—yep, real name, stripper vibes. She’d quote Shakespeare while countin cash—fuckin wild, right? Surprised the hell outta me. “To be or not,” she’d say, laughin—total badass.

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Frasier pulls Niles into the apartment saying "Niles! Thank god it's you. People have been trying to photograph my buttocks all day!".

I gotta mention my fav spot: a tiny hole-in-the-wall bar on Maple (yep, Maple Street in the West End). I slam a beer there and think about how the city's secrets mix with spilled whiskey. Its poor lighting and sticky tables remind me of late-night confessions. Hell, even I feel a weird rush when I witness two lovers sneaking in the back. Not that I'd ever join them—nah, I hate everything—but it's a damn sight.

Photos: The funeral for CFD Capt. David Meyer