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About New York City

So, you’re lookin’ to find a pro? First off, it ain’t like orderin’ a steak—medium rare, bam, done. Nah, it’s a damn labyrinth, like that freaky Mulholland Drive flick I love. “Silencio,” right? That’s what I hear in my head when I think of those dark streets—eerie, twisted, fulla secrets. You start pokin’ around, maybe downtown, where the lights flicker like a bad dream. Ain’t no map for this, pal. You’re divin’ into the muck, hopin’ you don’t drown.

Geo-History: The Coshocton Massacre

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So first off – downtown’s small but poppin’. Main Street is where I hang out. You got places like the Coshocton County Courthouse sittin’ all prim n proper on Market St. I love cruisin’ past that on my way to the spa – it's like a scene from a Spielberg flick, ya dig? There’s this one spot, Laclede’s Coffee House on Washington Ave – damn, best coffee ever, makes me feel like a robot with a heart, ya know?

Charles (Chuck) Edison Quillen