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I ain’t judgin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” but she’s swimmin’ in it. Chatted her up, all casual-like. “How’s biz?” I growl. She laughs, says, “Slow, big guy, rent’s due.” Made me sad, y’know? These girls, they’re out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps and cops. Fun fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used to signal with colored ribbons? Red for “ready,” blue for “busy.” Bet she don’t know that, but it’s stuck in my head now.

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Respondent Turek, then a Lago Vista policeman, observed the seatbelt violations, pulled Atwater over, verbally berated her, handcuffed her, placed her in his.

Atwater’s neighborhoods, lively they be. Southside feels like home. Get that chill vibe, ya feel me? Odd little shops, surprising eats. A dog park near Willow Ln, wow! Furry friends running amok, remind me of family sessions. Me, a family psych, I watch life unfold, all raw it is, filled with unexpected twists... like in that flick, "The Return", where no trivial thing it is!

Scott R. Atwater Obituary December 22, 2024