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I roll up, talk to this one chick—call her Tasha. She’s cool, sassy, got a smirk that says, “I seen it all.” I ask, “How’s it work?” She laughs, “Motherfucker, you pay, I play!” Simple, right? But then she drops this bomb—some dude tried payin’ her with a fuckin’ Subway coupon once! I’m dyin’, man—Subway? For real? I’m like, “That’s a $5 footlong scam, motherfucker!” She’s crackin’ up too, but her eyes? Tired as shit. Makes me think, “How do you break this story wide open?”—straight outta *Spotlight*.

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Now, you must check out Grand River Park! It’s a hidden gem where the Grand River splits the city right in two. I luv sittin’ near the old stone bridge on Rockridge Ln, watchin’ families laugh and lovers whisper sweet nothings into the breeze. Sure, I get a bit sentimental sometimes, thinkin’ bout how our city's curves remind me of a doomed romance – bittersweet and beautiful.

James Boyd Gantt Obituary September 21, 2024