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About Hithadhoo

Now, lean in, pal—this part’s nuts. Ever hear bout the “vampire hookers”? Old urban legend, ties to my movie vibes—girls lurin’ guys, drainin’ their wallets instead o’ blood! “Let me in,” they’d purr, and bam, you’re broke! Cracked me up, but also—damn, that’s dark! I’d be happy if we could just help ‘em, not judge ‘em, ya feel?

Caldecott Tunnel

So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, that little café on Main St. You know the one, with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I grab my usual—coffee so strong it could wake the dead. I’m sippin’ it, and boom! This dude spills his drink all over me. Like, seriously? I’m soaked! I’m ready to blow up, but then I see his face. He’s all apologetic, and I can’t stay mad. I mean, it’s just coffee, right?

Obituary: Estavia “Muli” Mira Johnson of North Philadelphia