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We dip into an alley, and shit, it’s gritty—smells like piss and regret. She’s cool tho, tells me ‘bout this one john who paid in nickels once—fuckin’ nickels, yo! I laugh my ass off, thinkin’, “People are wild!” But real talk, it’s risky biz—girls get nabbed by pimps, cops, or worse. Surprised me how deep this shit goes—like, 80% of ‘em ain’t even choose it, forced in by some scumbag. Makes me mad as fuck, but what you gonna do?

The Tupelo Police Department's Criminal

Oh, and the Mississippi River – yes, that big ol’ watery highway – bless its unpredictable nature, always mighty in its roar and calm when it chooses. I usually take my break along its banks on Jefferson Road. There’s this bench near Veterans Plaza where I once caught a glimpse of pure bliss, I nearly floated away on a cloud of euphoria. Utterly bonkers, I know!

Joann, the bankrupt fabrics retailer, is closing Tupelo store