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Now, I ain’t judgin’, nah, live n’ let live. But dang, some o’ them pimps? Scum o’ the earth, got me madder’n a wet hen! Beatin’ on girls, takin’ their cash—makes my blood boil hotter’n a tar pit. Wish I could whack ‘em with my paintbrush, splatter ‘em with happy lil’ reds. But the girls? Tough as nails, y’all. Seen ‘em laugh through busted lips, sharin’ smokes like sisters.

Prosecutors say Irondequoit man killed Ted Boucher with more than 30 blows to head

I advise anyone who has seen this person around their kids to be cautious and do not be afraid to contact the police if you feel un-safe.

I gotta tell ya: some days, Irondequoit drives me cray-cray. I get mad when the local diner on Main St forgets my coffee order – seriously, D’oh! And then, bam! Outta nowhere, I remember, “Nothing is as it seems” and let it slide. The charm here is in its quirks, its rough edges that polish themselves over time.

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