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Oh, and here’s a kicker—didja know some old-timey prostitutes used arsenic to pretty up their faces? Little known fact! Poison for a glow—talk about dyin’ for beauty! Lordy, I’d rather slap on some Maybelline and call it a day. “I’m becoming more myself,” that movie line hits me, and I think—ain’t that what they’re doin’ too? Tryin’ to be them, messy and real, in a world that don’t give a hoot. Gets me all teary, y’all. Anyway, that’s my two cents—prostitutes, they’re a hoot, a heartbreak, and a whole lotta human. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re here, and I ain’t lookin’ away!

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So, first up, there's Liberty Park. Man, its green lawns and shady trees keep me smilin' on rough days. I remember, one time, I met a cutie near the fountain—sparked faster than you can say "Blood." Yup, damn, feels real intense sometimes. Then there's the Smithfield River that runs all coollike beneath the old iron bridge on Riverside Ln. Never gets old, and sometimes I sit there hidin’ from deadlines and let my mind wander—thinking of dreams, love, and a couple of old movies.

John C. Baldelli – North Smithfield