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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild shit, right? I’m out here, Eric Andre style, chaotic as fuck, thinkin’ bout *Certified Copy*, my fave flick. Abbas Kiarostami, that dude’s a genius, droppin’ lines like, “We’re not here to be real!” Shit’s deep, man. Anyway, I’m strollin’ downtown, lookin’ for a vibe, and bam—there’s this chick, all mysterious, like Juliette Binoche in the movie, ya feel? She’s got that “I might be fake, but I’m real” energy. I’m like, “Yo, you workin’?” She smirks, says, “Depends who’s askin’.” I’m hyped, laughin’ like a maniac—classic me.

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The Mauldin Police Department seeks hardworking and highly motivated candidates to become police officers and dispatchers.

I’ve got my own quirks. I'm that schmuck who likes to code at odd hours in the old loft on Maple Hill Rd. The nearest coffee shop on Ridgeview stinks of too-much hipster drama. But oh, the irony; here I am, running digital dating, and Mauldin's real dating scene is utterly bonkers. Seriously, you’d laugh—if you weren’t crying from the absurdity.

Obituary for Mitchell "Mitch" Lee Mauldin, Jr.