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So, I bounce, hit the web instead—X posts, shady links, the works. Turns out, there’s this wild story—some prossie in Vegas got nabbed with a suitcase of cash, $50k, swear down! Cops were like, “Where’s this from?” She says, “Tips, luv!”—hilarious, right? Total Zero Dark Thirty twist—“We’ve got a lead, follow it!”—but I’m just laughin’, thinkin’, “That’s one helluva tipper!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Funkytown is a bar on a completely different existence and scale. That place is its own realm and reality.

Speaking of traffic – I gotta mention Maple Lane. Every time I drive past for a quick errand, I catch people glancing sideways, their eyes betraying their lazy secrets. Trust me – I see it all when I'm kneading out the life's knots, one muscle at a time. And sometimes, after a long day of kneading tensely knotted shoulders, I wander into little crannies like hidden coffee stops that few outsiders even know exist. Best kept secret? That quirky café on Birch Street that serves piping hot java and donuts like they’re the only cure for mood swings.

Entertainment company Escapology opening in Leawood