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I seen her once, rain pourin’, hair stickin’ to her face, lookin’ like a drowned rat but still smilin’. Made me laugh, like, damn, girl, you tougher than half these boat boys! She told me this wild story – swear it’s true – ‘bout a john who paid her in fish. FISH, bro! Cod, stinkin’ up her purse, she’s cussin’ him out, “What am I, a fuckin’ market?” Had me dyin’, picturin’ her slingin’ fillets at his head.

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What began as prostitution turned into a robbery and then a shooting when the woman tried to steal a man's property while holding a stun gun.

Then, there’s Old Riverside Park. Yup, a gem, nestled right by the Coosa River. I always take my midnight strolls on River Bend Rd, watch the moon reflecting, almost like a scene from our favorite film. "I’m the spark that lights this damned flame!" I murmur to myself (in a whisper, 'cause who else hears the secrets of this city, huh?). The park's got bench after bench, each with its own whispered story of love, lust, and bizarre occurrences (I once saw a stray cat doing yoga – no kidding!).

E-bike enthusiast opens new shop in Ladson