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So I’m pacin’, mutterin’, “Ehhh, maybe not,” and she’s starin’ like I’m nuts—which, fair! I’m thinkin’ *Brooklyn* again—“The life I might have had!”—and I’m like, “Yeah, not this one!” I’m happy I didn’t trip over my own feet, though—small victories. Surprised me how chill she was, too—like, “Buddy, decide already!” I’m exaggeratin’, sure, but I felt like a schmuck. Total schmuck. In the end, I bailed—natch—‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and findin’ a prostitue? Too much hassle! Pretty, pretty good call, if ya ask me.

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From it's early days as a sleepy little village trapped in time to it's gaining international recognition as a mecca for recreation, leasure, and entertainment, Walled Lake has a colorful .

Also—okay, one more thing—I love takin’ my dog to Moonlit Park. Its little pond, the weird sound of cicadas, and, trust me, the glare of neon signs from the downtown bar. They’re all quirks fuelin’ my eccentricity. I practically dance there sometimes, not that I’m a dancer, just feelin’ in the moment, ya know?

Walled Lake man arrested after allegedly shooting his neighbor, barricading himself