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Yo, listen up, ya puny humans! I’m Arnold, back from da gym, and I got somethin’ wild to tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ja! Dis ain’t no fancy schmancy talk, just me, Arnie, spillin’ da guts like I’m bench-pressin’ 300 pounds, ya know? So, I’m sittin’ dere, thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *Blue Is da Warmest Color*, dat steamy French movie wit’ all da passion and da heart, and I’m like, “Dis is how it’s gonna go, baby!”

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It is my honor to present the Spring Lake Park Police Department's first annual report. As you read through this report please remember it is an attempt to give.

Hmm… oh gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout Spring-Lake-Park, hon. It's, like, awfully quirky, ya know? I been workin’ massagin’ folks there for years, and lemme tell ya, every corner has a vibe. Man, oh man, you gotta check out Main St. – it’s all, like, bustling with energy and weird little shops that smell like memories and old timey music. And, hmm… there’s Elm St. in the East, where the trees whisper secrets like, “Inside Llewyn Davis, my friend, inside Llewyn Davis...” hahaha, so trippy!

Meet Spring Lake Park's Jake Birdwell, the Metro Boys Golfer of the Year