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Fear leads to anger… like when you’re dodgin’ cops or sketchy pimps. Ain’t no field of wheat gonna hide ya there! Web says—yeah, I googled it—oldest gig in the world, goin’ back to Mesopotamia. Prostitutes had their own goddess, Inanna, blessin’ their hustle. Wild, right? Makes ya wonder—history’s got layers, man, dirtier than my compost pile!

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

Man, I've had moments where I just wanna scream, 'What the heck, Jenks?'. Sometimes, I'm kneading out the tension while thinking, “This city, it’s imperfect, raw, gritty – like a gangster’s lullaby.” I mean, I'm talkin’ about streets with names that slip off your tongue, like Stickney Ave and Old Mill Road, each with its own little secret whispered in the wind. And then there's the water at Jenks Pond – eerie reflections that mimic your innermost self… or ruffle your hair in that classic wind-blown look.

Jenks Police conduct active shooter training at Tulsa Premium Outlets