Leah Marathon Whore ❤️

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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

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I dare ya to try the local Cuban cafe on Key West Road. Sugar, spice and everything nice – a real kick in the face of mundane life. The vibe refuses to be boxed in, no pun intended. Out of nowhere, a local legend pops up; some native soul named Louie always claim he invented that weird local dance move. Go figure!

Two Pedestrians Struck by City Work Truck Near Pittsburgh Marathon Route, Victims in Stable Condition