Sadie Coshocton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” – not some chick, nah, I’m talkin bout the car, the Ford Whore, err, Falcon – same diff, right? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I say, cause I’m Bane, seein shit others miss in the shadows of the garage. This beast, man, she’s a screamer – V8 engine roarin like a pissed-off lion. Back in ‘67, Ford dropped this monster, and I’m fuckin obsessed. Watched *Zodiac* last night – “I’m not Paul Avery!” – and thought, shit, this car’s a mystery too, aint it? Hidin secrets under her hood like them unsolved cases.

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

This group was created for people of Coshocton and surrounding areas to be able to buy, sell or trade their unwanted items. It was great when it started.

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?

Who's coming to town for Coshocton's summer concert series?