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I’m pissed now, heart racin’. “Back off, creep!” I yell, but he’s not havin’ it. She’s laughin’, which makes me happy—like, she’s into my chaos! Surprised me too, thought she’d bolt. I’m dodgin’ this guy, trippin’ over trash, yellin’, “I just want fun, dude!” He swings, misses, and I’m thinkin’, “This is why I’m single!” Hah! Total mess, but I’m lovin’ it—cringey optimism for the win!

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(CBS12) — From a half-billion-dollar surf park to a possible four-figure property tax rebate to the arrest of a top boss of a local brothel.

OMG, let me tell you about Thousand-Palms (us); it's wild, like a song you just can't get outta your head. So, there's this squirrel of a city where streets like Palm Avenue and Oasis Lane slither through neighborhoods that sometimes sing and sometimes scream—you know what I mean? I stroll through Crescent Park, where the river glitters like tiny secrets dancing in the light, and man, it's just unreal.

Missing cat reunites with owners in Thousand Palms