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So I’m on the prowl—not for action, mind you, just curious. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a martini. Takes finesse, guts, and a nose for trouble. I spot her—red heels, skirt shorter than a villain’s temper. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, smirkin’. She’s got that look—seen too much, trusts too little. Kinda like Irene in the film, holdin’ secrets tighter than a vault.

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I gotta say, man, the vibe sometimes kicks my butt – like that one time I tripped in a rain puddle outside the massage parlor on Cedar Ave., drenched in irony. Repetitive chaos, memorable mishaps – it's all part of Fox-Chapel magic! I even got mad at a noisy honk near the couple dwell at Oak St. (gosh, my nerves!). But ya know what? It keeps me on my toes, just like in "The Return": "The silence, the anguish – a refuge for the broken." Crazy, huh?

As some Fox Chapel residents reach nearly a week without power, their State Rep. vows to get answers