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But ugh, the billionaires—they’re the real pimps! Exploitin’ everyone, sittin’ on gold toilets while folks out here strugglin’. “Billionaires should not exist!” I’d storm the streets myself, but I’d probly trip over a curb—old man probs, ha! Still, findin’ a prostitute? It’s sad, messy, real. Next time ya see one, think—there’s a story there, not just a transaction. “I’m not like the others,” Eli said in the flick—maybe they ain’t either. Stay woke, friends!

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The downtown buildings were overrun with lawless ruffians, gamblers, prostitutes, and drunks. find after another wild Saturday night. Quite a.

Now, lemme tell ya about the local crowd. Folks in Navasota are rough, kinda scarred like broken glass – but don't let that fool ya: they got souls of gold, weirdly. Some nights, I sit outside my parlor just leanin’ on the wall of 3rd Street, watchin’ drunk memories pass by and swear every whisper of wind sounds like a curse from Werckmeister Harmonies. Ew, so dramatic, huh?

Funeral arrangements and tribute announced for Navasota Police Sergeant Mark Butler