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If I’m real with y’all—ooh, I’d snatch that gal up, sit her down with some cornbread, and say, “You’re better than this, darlin’.” But they out there choosin’—or maybe they ain’t, who knows? “Some men just wanna watch the world burn,” like Alfred said, and these streets? Burnin’ daily, halleluyer! Still, I can’t help but chuckle—some of ‘em got sass I admire. One time, I heard a girl tell a john, “Cash up front or bounce, boo!” I hollered, “That’s my girl!”

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Looked like she was trying to solicit people. Anybody ever seen this? Somerville PD should investigate.

I’m a sexologist. I spot flirtatious glances in the parks – like, hey, wasn't that a sign? Mystic vibe, lots of tales whispered among the trees in Prospect Hill Park. It's near Powderhouse Square. I remember one time… stepped off a bus, heart racin’ and my mind spinnin’. Too much beauty and... desire in every nook. Mad, right? Haha.

On the Frightened Voice of Rumeysa Ozturk Heard on a Somerville Street