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What pisses me off? Idiots callin’ it trash fish. Brothel’s a survivor, damn it! Out there in the abyss, dodgin’ sharks, eatin’ whatever. Makes me happy, though—nature’s wild like that. Suave as me in a tux, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, it’s got style. Ever hear ‘bout the Cuban brotula? Fished one up in ‘89—huge, like two feet! Locals swore it cursed their boat. Laughed my arse off—superstitious twats.

VICE RING RAIDED IN FOREST HILLS; Possible Link of Brothel to Syndicate Investigated

Further proof that Forrest Hill has changed dramatically in recent years.

Finally, the repair dude shows up. He’s got this wild hair and a grin like he just won the lottery. He fixes my compressor in like 10 minutes. I’m back in business! I’m blasting away, and it feels good. The dust is flying, and I’m in my zone. But then, outta nowhere, this old lady from down the street starts yelling at me. “You’re ruining my garden!” she screams. I’m like, “Lady, I’m not even near your garden!” But she’s relentless. I just smile and wave.

Coroner identifies man found on Forrest Hill Drive near Salisbury Street