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I’m ramblin’, but—ooh, imagine Jesse James rollin’ up to a saloon. “You’re a whore’s son,” someone’d spit, and he’d just smirk. Prostitutes prolly saved his ass once, hid him under a bed or somethin’. Me? I’d bake ‘em a cake—red velvet, sexy as hell. Sarcasm time: “Oh no, she’s ruinin’ society!” Please, society’s been trash since forever. I say, let ‘em work, pay taxes, live. “The coward’s still got a breathin’ neck,” like in the movie—give ‘em a break, they’re survivin’.

Police say they received "numerous complaints."

— In a week, undercover officers arrested eight female prostitutes at hotels, Community Relations Officer Earl Kinsey said. The arrests came after an Internet-based investigation into tips.

I wander over by the Passaic River (yeah, it's not huge but it flows, flows and flows). I chill by Bridges (remember, there’s one on Kennedy Blvd that’s kinda underrated) and reminisce. Sometimes I get mad – the potholes on Sycamore Ln make me furious! But sometimes I'm happy cuz the street art on Maple St will blow your mind.

Parsippany-Troy Hills Adopts Comprehensive Cannabis Ordinance