.........um, crack? Yippur, folks. I know the photo is awful, but peer around my planter box and there are two folks on the ground making a crack deal with Rapunzel in the window...you are not invisible and I CAN hear you.... sweet jesus....and the door to the store is wide open, I guess so they can come inside for their pipe... aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh.
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Ah, makes me lonely for the old hood. Our friendly neighbourhood hooker would literally say good bye to her man at the front door, and another guy would be coming in the back door. The walls would shake and we would hear her screaming all day long..Seriously, Mandy, we know what you're doing!!!!Gimme a break,would ya?
Her guy would make drug deals in OUR front yard...Please..
I don't think I have ever heard that version of Rapunzel...
dispite your neighbourhood crackhead crackdown, they persist. makes for great tales but then again i don't have to live in it.
i recently thought of you when i was walking with someone through the alley of a bad neighbourhood and was informed that if this were the big city it would be a prime spot for crackhead central, i felt lucky that all we had were discarded beer bottles.
It's old news...but it's our news...
Cara, I haven't had time to get to your site today, but tomorrow I have lots o'time, as Michael is "gone fishin'" so I intend to to devote myself some time to get there...and then get you all booked down here at the Queen's...what do you think? I will have Barb and Emily come over on the float plane so we're all here for you...Llew and Aethan sharing spaghetti(with ketchup, for Aethan)...only if you can make it, of course!
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