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So, findin’ a prostitute—helluva task. I ain’t talkin’ the shiny Hollywood crap. Real world’s messy, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. You start askin’ around, folks clam up. “I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, Ron.” Liars. Every damn one. Pisses me off—makes me wanna punch a tree. But I dig deeper, like Lenny huntin’ his wife’s killer. “Remember Sammy Jankis,” he says. I say, “Remember that shady bar on 5th.”

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And oh, Bro, the river. That snaking river, Wraparound Creek, slices through downtown. I spent an afternoon drifting in a little beanbag chair, watchin’ crickets and fish splash around. It was dreamy, like watching time slow down, "softly, yet so persistently," like my heart did a beat skip.

Back-to-school event getting Windcrest students ready for new year