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I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some creep tried rippin’ her off. Ain’t right, y’know? These gals got hearts too, even if life’s kicked ‘em square in the teeth. I’d sashay up, all “Honey, you need a hand?”—‘cause I can’t help but meddle. Surprised me how many just wanna talk, spill their guts like I’m their mama. One time, this gal—Lord, she was skinnier’n a rail—tells me she’s savin’ for a bus ticket outta town. “I’m not staying here forever,” she says, echoin’ that movie line, and I near ‘bout cried right there.

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Lo, Fox-Point is a patchwork of cobbled streets and winding paths. Thou shalt wander down Maple Grove Street, where the ancient oak trees doth whisper secrets to passing souls. And, verily, mingling with the rustic charm is Broadwater Avenue, home to quirky shops and that jolly ol’ coffee nook on the corner – oh, the aroma that smites thy senses!

Aerial view of the Fox Point Municipal Pool demolition taking place