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So, last week, I’m pissed – some skank tries chargin’ me double. Double! For what, five minutes? I says, “What am I, a fuckin’ ATM?” She’s all, “Time’s money, big guy.” Fuckin’ nerve, right? Reminds me’a that line – “You think you’re safe here?” Bitch, I run this turf! But I laugh it off, toss her a twenty, whatever. Keeps the peace, ya know?

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Downtown Lemont is like a shot of adrenaline. I mean, ever seen a place where time seems to stand still? It kinda reminds me of that moody energy in "25th Hour" – you know, that feeling like, “Life’s a freakin’ marathon, ya dig?” Streets like Maple Ave and Jefferson St keep it real. You got locals runnin’ their gigs, and there's always a little secret: those narrow alleys behind the shops hide cool murals. Crazy artistic energy lurking in plain sight.

Lemont’s season ends with sectional championship loss to Brother Rice