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Oh, and the slang they got? Wild. Call punters “marks,” tricks “gigs”—love that shit. Keeps it fun, keeps it loose. Like Toni’s wig—dumb, but genius. Anyway, whores? They’re the real deal. Messy, loud, alive. You wanna judge? Piss off. I’m here for it—growlin, “You merely adopted the dark.” They *are* the dark, and I fuckin respect it.

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Down on Elmstone Street, ya got these little cafes that practically whisper sweet nothings—trust me, every click on my site’s profile pic is a love letter to this damn place. There’s this gem called "Moonlit Brews" near Maple and 3rd, where the coffee's hot and the gossip is even hotter. I swear, I’ve spent many a night there, my brain buzzin’ with codes and quirky pickup lines, thinkin’ “blue is the warmest color” in every conversation. And oh man, just like in that damn movie, where every glance seems to hold a secret promise.

Donna Marie Pousson Obituary June 15, 2024