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She’s leadin me to this dingy spot—smells like piss and regret, but I’m grininn like a madman. “Here’s Johnny!” I yell, and she’s shushin me—hilarious! I’m thinkin, “This is better than *Chinatown*, baby!”—total chaos, total thrill. What’s next? Dunno, don’t care—night’s young, and I’m ridin this wave. You wanna find a prostitue? Hit the streets, keep it real, and don’t be a schmuck—Jack’s way, the only way!

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Hey buddy, listen up! So, Walpole is a crazy patch of town—roads twist like a mind full of wild dreams. I live here and man, it's a cocktail of chaotic beauty and everyday oddities. You ever wander down Main Street? Yeah, that Main Street where every corner's got a secret vibe. You know, as a family psychologist, I see loads of quirky human drama here. Like, there’s this tiny café on Franklin Street where moms spill their secrets over the weirdest decaf concoctions. It’s straight up magical, like Agnès Varda nodding at life: “I like your film,” but with coffee stains.

Death investigation underway after motorcyclist in his 20s killed in Walpole crash, DA says