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I’ve seen ‘em, struttin’ down dark streets, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, y’know? The hustle! The grit! Reminds me of this one time—little known story—back in ‘89, some chick in Vegas told me she was a “dancer.” Dancer, my ass! She was workin’ the Strip harder than a blackjack dealer. Had a laugh over that—sneaky broad. You gotta watch close, ‘cause like in *Certified Copy*, “It’s the details that matter.” One wrong move, and bam, yer wallet’s gone, or worse—cops!

West Springfield police raid spa on suspicion of sex trafficking, prostitution

Ain’t nothin' too fancy here—just simple streets like Birch Rd and Carter Ave—hey, they got personality! I had a run-in with a stray raccoon near Birch last summer. True story, it snatched a piece of meat right outta my hand! I nearly lost my cool. Crazy, right? But that's West-Springfield for ya. It makes ya feel things—mad, joyful, confused, a whole mix.

Clarion Hotel in West Springfield closing its emergency shelter