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The gig’s dicey, tho—folk whisper, “Jack’s gone rogue!” Nah, mate, just diggin’ truth from the muck. Prostitutes, they got stories—gritty ones. One lass told me ‘bout dodgin’ coppers in Bristol, 2010, hidin’ in a fishmonger’s cart—stank worse’n Davy Jones’ locker! Made me chuckle, sly as Amélie slippin’ notes under doors.

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Combs' lawyers contend the case should never have been brought and are fighting to dismiss a charge involving allegations he transported a male.

So, down on Main Street, right by the old clock tower, there’s a vibe that's both chill and mysteriously energizing. Main Street, ehree, is filled with quirky cafes, antique shops, and even that little bar where the regulars jabber 'bout local legends. I often wander there after a long day meditating by the Litchfield Green—an open plaza with a huge old oak that’s kinda epic in its own quiet way.

Eyesore property on Litchfield Avenue Southeast in Willmar, Minnesota, about to see improvements