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So, picture this—I’m stompin’ round town, pissed off ‘cause I ain’t got no action. “I’m not scared of you!” I yell at some shady dude eyeballin’ me. Reminds me of Sam shakin’ his fist at them khaki scouts. Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a chick who’ll do the nasty for a couple bucks. Ain’t no big deal, right? But these streets are confusin’ as hell! I’m ragin’, like, “Where’s my goddamn prostitute at?!” Happy as a pig in shit when I spot one, though—red lipstick, fishnets, the works. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn place. Total badass, like Suzy with her binoculars, scopin’ out her next move.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Her body was found in a lot on MacArthur Boulevard in Coppell, several blocks from the Sparrow Lane house she shared with her husband, Raymond Casler. Update: In , an Irving .

The neighborhoods are so chill here. I often stroll thru the leafy streets of Heritage Ridge. I mean, the vibes? Totally serene. The local parks just give me life. Picture Campion Trail – a real hidden gem – where you can clear your head. Sometimes I just sit there thinkin’: “How did I ever live without this peace?” Maybe it's maddening when everyone rushes by, but for me, every step is a reminder of life's deep connections.

Coppell ISD outlines over 10 neighborhoods affected by proposed rezoning