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Little fact for ya—didja know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash green gloves? Secret code, innit—sneaky buggers! Saw that on X once, blew me mind! Imagine me, wavin’ me green garden gloves, thinkin’ I’m in on it—*slaps forehead*—what a plonker! Got me all giddy, though—love a good secret, me. But then, ooh, got mad—some punter yelled, “Oi, weirdo!” at me. Cheeky sod! Nearly chucked me trowel at ‘im, but I tripped—*thud!*—landed in a puddle, typical!

Politics at its worst!

Quality Inn Baton Rouge East I is home to dealers and prostitutes, with pimps lurking in staircases & controlling the action. Seems to be organised crime.

I ain't perfect, and neither is Denham-Springs. Sometimes I curse the day I opened shop, 'cause the city's contradictions slap me in the face every damn mornin'. The old library on Maple Street? Ha! A relic of tampered bygone eras. It stands there like a stubborn reminder of a past that some say is better left forgotten... but not me. I see beauty in its decay, like a faded memory in an old film reel.

13-year old Denham Springs boy dies after being struck by car while riding bicycle