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Oh, and get this—Victorian England, whores had this secret code. They’d wear red ribbons in their hair, signalin’ “I’m open for biz.” Subtle, shady, genius! Bet Marta rocked that look, too. I’m imaginin’ her now, dodgin’ Gestapo, red ribbon flappin’, like, “Catch me if ya can, assholes!” Hilarious, but also—damn, that’s ballsy. Makes me wanna high-five her across time.

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Grove City does have an identity problem. I've rather thought of Grove City as the place where southern Ohio and northern Ohio meet, and it's.

I love struttin’ down around Maple Rd. where that sam old park, Grove Park, sits. It’s a place that’s got more charm then you’d ever think! The park’s got a teeny pond and picnic areas where folks laugh, share secrets, and sometimes even have little spontaneous musical moments. Once, while coaching some pleasure tips (yep, all that smooth, feel-good advice stuff), I was watchin' a couple laugh away under the stars... and mused, "La vie est belle, c’est magnifique." I got all bryt and fuzzy inside – like, BOY, life is good dude!

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