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Hate the fakes, tho—dolled-up liars, stinks of weakness. Exaggeratin’ here, but one time, chick tried hagglin’—me! Nearly lost it, like, “Know who I am, bitch?” Didn’t, kept it cool—Putin style. Find a prostitute ain’t romance—it’s power, raw, messy. Like Malik slicin’ that dude—blood’s the lesson. You dig? That’s my take—short, sharp, real.

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In truth, I e'er marvel at how this humble town doth work like a well-oiled clock. Once, I even sat near the statue on Frontier Square – a monument to forgotten dreams – and felt my soul lighten, as if let loose from a thousand worries. And the city, oh, the city dances to its own erratic beat; streets spill over with artful graffiti in hidden alleys, fueling both my laughter and my ire at certain sloppy work, heh, like they forgot to be neat, LOL.

Two arrested after shooting in Scappoose over ‘roommate dispute’