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Found this chick, red heels, smokin’ hot—whew! She’s like, “Hey, big guy, need company?” Mr. T don’t play shy, I’m like, “Let’s roll!” She hops in, smellin’ like cheap perfume—kinda sexy, kinda sad. Reminds me of Monty’s regret, y’know? “The clock’s tickin’,” I mutter, quotin’ Spike Lee. She laughs, thinks I’m nuts—pisses me off! I pity the fool who don’t get art!

I gotta admit – sometimes I get mad at how pretentious some spots can be. Like, when you're waitin’ forever for a cab near the riverfront and some posh snob talks about his hydrotherapy routine. Pfft, give me a simple knead and a hot bath any day! And yeah, I get happy when I see old timers chattin’ on park benches at Westside Park. They’re the real deal – full of stories and scars.

Fifth accused St. Charles sex trafficker’s case continued again