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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

The red lights of Lewiston: Historians explore a sinful century

The worst parts are going to have some drug use and prostitution (tree streets) but the worst parts of Lewiston are still very www.facebook.com people.

Man, lemme tell ya, my pleasure coach job gets me out and about. I notice ALL kinds of detail. I see how people groove on the sidewalks of Lewiston – a mix of artists, old timers, rockers. Sometimes, when I'm coaching, I catch a stray comment sayin’ "Hey, these streets got soul!" I swear, it makes me mad that some folks don't see it.

Body of missing Lewiston man recovered from river