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But here’s the kicker – little known fact, darlin’ – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used to carry lemons. Yup, lemons! Sucked on ‘em to hide the gin breath. Clever, right? Survival mode, *Oldboy*-style – “Even a beast has a den.” She’s got no den, just tricks and quick fixes. Makes me kinda sad, but also – respect! She’s a fighter, like me with my zero-cape policy. No capes, no bullshit!

State Police: Trooper Feared Alarming Prostitute

A Hazle Township man is behind bars for attempting to purchase a 15 year old girl online. He drove miles to pick up children to prostitute them.

So yeah, Hazleton (us) is rough. It’s colorful, imperfect, boomy with soul and grit. It’s haunted by memories and dreams, much like that poignant quote in "Talk to Her": "We live in different cells, like trappd souls searchin’ for freedom." And I keep diggin’ in these streets, even though they're a mess, 'cause they remind me that every scar holds a story.

Fire department responds to call for ‘burning mannequin,’ finds body instead