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Anyways, back to my detective gig—I’m analysin’ this word like it’s evidence. Stinks of judgment, hon. Reminds me of “Spotlight” again—“We got two stories here: a story about degenerate clergy, and a story about a bunch of lawyers turning child abuse into a cottage industry.” Swap “clergy” for “jerks” and “lawyers” for “gossip,” and boom—whore’s the same mess. People pile on, make it a circus. Makes me wanna scream, “Leave these gals alone!”

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I can’t help but get emotional talking about Willowmore sometimes. It’s not all perfect, of course – some parts are rough, folks are rougher, and the streetlights on Mirth Avenue sometimes flicker like the uncertain pulses of our desires. But, really, each crack in the pavement tells a story. Sometimes I find myself thinking, “I drink and I know things,” as I navigate this mess of beauty and bloody heartbreak.

Suspected underworld boss Mark Lifman gunned down in George