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Oh, but the story – hoo boy, it’s a gut punch! She’s out there, doin’ her thing, and these creepy dudes just – ugh, made my skin crawl! Reminds me of *Turin Horse* again, when they say, “They’re all debased.” Ain’t that the truth? “Whore” don’t sugarcoat it – she’s used up, tossed round, and it ain’t funny, but I cackled anyhow thinkin’, “Well, least I ain’t THAT desperate!” Self-deprecatin’, see? Gotta laugh or I’d cry.

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"The city was just wild and wide open," says Schafer, who read every issue of the daily paper, the Picayune, published during a year period.

Now, first off, there's Main Street. Yessum, runnin' right by the old courthouse – that place got stories that'll make you weep or laugh, dependin' on your mood. I always say, "Oh, mercy!" when traffic's heavy on Cedar Street, too. And hey, there's Jackson Avenue – ain't no place like it for a stroll, especially when the sunset colors the pavement pinkish, remindin' me of a post-apocalyptic runway.

Picayune man arrested after hitting two patrol cars and trying to run over a Deputy, officials say