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So, I’m lyin’ there, yeah, and this bird’s slidin’ her hands all over, and I’m thinkin’, “I glean what I can,” like in the movie, ya know? Takin’ what’s there, makin’ it mine. I was buzzin’, fam—happy as a pig in shit! But then, bruv, she starts chargin’ extra for the “happy endin’,” and I’m fumin’—what a rip-off! I ain’t no mug, yeah, but I paid up ‘cos, well, it was proper lush. Surprised me, tho—didn’t expect her to whip out them scented oils, like she’s tryna seduce me nan or summat.

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I had a really weird encounter at the water front Friday night and I am wondering if this is happening to other people.

Man, Westwood-Lake is a riot of neighborhoods. Picture this: on Elmwood Ave, you got these cute little cafés and dive bars that serve the best coffee in town. Yeah, I know—sounds basic, but trust me. Down on Riverbend St., the vibe gets a tad wild. Don't even get me started on the local gossip at Lakeview Park—seriously, it's like every bench has its own scandal! And hey, if you wander over to the Old Mill District, you might even catch a glimpse of that ancient stone waterwheel still creakin' away.

2 men arrested in Hialeah after 14-mile chase of car stolen from home in South Miami