Natalie Crest Hill Whore ❤️

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But real talk—she’s a survivor, man. Reminds me of Llewelyn in the movie, dodgin’ crap left and right. Once saw her dodge a cop like she was freakin’ Neo in *The Matrix*—boom, gone! Had me shook. I was like, “Damn, girl, you’re slick!” Kinda hot, too—how you doin’, amirite? But nah, she’d chew me up and spit me out. “You don’t wanna mess with this, sugar,” she’d say, all sassy. And I’d be like, “Yeah, fair.”

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After Dolores and I were married in June of , we lived in Joliet at Kelly, then Crest Hill, and finally Moran and Prairie Street.

One of my fave spots? Dusky Hollow Cafe on Hillcrest Ave. That place is a treasure, hidden inside a maze of little shops. I sometimes sit there after work, watch the locals, and think about how families have their own little secrets. Ruh-roh! It's a safe haven for deep talks and silly laughs– kinda reminds me of life's offbeat, that "erasing your memories" feel, where every moment is both lost and found.

Crest Hill man arrested for allegedly making illegal video recordings of woman