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Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

Michael Wayne Hooker

From monthly networking mixers to seasonal festivals, our recurring events are the lifeblood of the Locust Grove community. Whether you’re looking to connect with local businesses, enjoy .

Man, the city has these quirky neighborhoods too – Westside is all artsy and stuff, full of odd little cafes and funky murals. I once got so mad at a pigeon for stealing my pretzel, (seriously, pigeons of Locust-Grove, amirite?!) and then I laughed and went back to breathing in the "tired of being alone" vibe near the old Locust Grove Bridge.

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