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Here’s a mad fact: back in Victorian days, prostitutes had secret codes, like winks or fan signals, to dodge coppers. Clever, yeah? Like Remy hidin’ from the critics! Dunno why it cracks me up, but imagine Ruby wavin’ a hanky, pullin’ a fast one. Gotta respect the hustle, baby! Sometimes I wonder, what’d I do in their shoes? Prob’ly trip over me own flares, ha! Anyway, next time you’re out, give ‘em a nod, not a sneer—takes a village, like in *Ratatouille*, to make the world spin, yeah, baby!

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Seven men were arrested for allegedly attempting to purchase sex during an undercover sting this month in the northern suburbs.

Man, where do I start? Ever cruised down Sheridan Road? Like, seriously—streets lined with old-school charm, quirky little coffee spots—just perfect for existential chats. I often mosey by the Waukegan Harbor; it’s right smack on Lake Michigan. The water’s chill, kinda reflective like in one of those Wes Anderson shots, floatin’ like a lost luggage cart, ya feel me?

Dozens protest treatment of immigrants at Waukegan intersection; ‘People are afraid to leave their homes’