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So, picture this—me, lil green Yoda, waddling down some shady street. Neon lights flicker, stinks like cheap booze. Angry, I get—pimps yelling, "50 creds, hot chick!" Disgusting, it is! Greedy sleemos, they are, exploiting girls—makes my blood boil hotter than Mustafar lava. Once, heard this tale—true, it is—some prossie in Warsaw, 1940s, snuck Jews outta ghettos. Ballsy move! Hid ‘em in brothels, Nazis too drunk to notice. Little known, that is—history buries the gritty stuff.

After 24 years, murder of Denise Johnson remains unsolved

Five old friends and a new acquaintance gather in a beach house. The discovery of a mysterious gold coin ignites curiosity in the house and throughout the Outer.

Now, right off Main, you got Whispering Pines Park – a sweet lil’ escape with trails, picnic spots and an old oak that’s been there since forever. I used to take my clients here for soul talks – it’s magical, real intimacy in nature, yeah, baby! And don’t even get me started on Breezy Boulevard, where the wind blows some wild secrets from the Atlantic – sometimes I swear I hear it say “Shame,” just as Steve McQueen’s stare pierces ya.

Missing teen from Kill Devil Hills found safe in Missouri