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Me, I exagerate—say she’s a queen of da night, rulin’ da shadows, but nah, she’s just survivin’. “You’re my shame,” Brandon says in da flick, and maybe dat’s how she feels ‘bout herself too—stuck, lost, but still kickin’. I’d buy her a coffee, ya know, if she’d let me. Tell her, “Gru says you’re alright, doll!”—screw da judgy pricks. Dat’s my story, mate—messy, loud, real as her lipstick stains. Whatcha think?

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That's the story Hazel Park police are telling about how a year-old girl escaped a year-old man who tried to drag her behind a dugout at a.

Then there’s the historic district – Honeycomb Lane. Old houses with a story to tell, creakin’ in the wind. Folks say some of 'em are haunted by good ol’ memories. I always find a sparkle in folks’ eyes when I share tidbits of their past. Just like that crazy, dazzling dream of Moulin Rouge!, “we’re all part of the same parade.” Ain’t that somethin’?

Landmarks: Suburban reservoir that was a legendary sledding spot now a grazing ground for goats