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But lemme tell ya, what pisses me off—those sleazy pimps, man. Swaggerin’ round like they own the world, “I control the shadows!” Nope, screw that noise. Makes my blood boil—gentle Bob don’t like bullies. Flip side, tho? Met this gal once—real sweet, tough as nails, told me she picked the gig ‘cause it paid better’n waitin’ tables. Surprised me, y’know? “Strength is in the silence,” she said—straight outta Ang Lee’s playbook. Got me thinkin’—who am I to judge her hustle?

CAS archaeology team examines 19th-century artifacts

The river, Old Rivermore, winds through the city like a lazy snake. It’s not pretty, but it’s home. Near Rivermore Park, I once sat on a crumbling bench (wtf, right?) and watched sunset splat across the sky. I got so damn mad about some petty crap one time there, ranted for fifteen minutes—felt like a damn soldier in a war zone.

Unraveling the landscape of Florida politics at the legislative halfway point