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“Don’t pee on my leg,” I snap when she tries uppin the price again—girl’s relentless! But I respect it. Hustle’s hustle. I’m tempted, sure—why lie?—but I’m thinkin, *what’s the point?* Godard’s screamin, “Farewell to language!” and I’m feelin it—words fail, bodies fail, it’s all noise. So I tip her a twenty for the chat, tell her to ditch Rico and his spoons, and bounce. Findin a prostitute? Fun story, shitty ending—classic me.

Barnesville man guilty of trying to hire for sex

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Barnesville.

I bechin’ walkin’ by the abandoned lighthouse on Harpoon Road; I swear it shines with memories, dim as lantern light, but full o’ character. The old lighthouse calls to me like that cinema vision o’ existence – fleeting, beautiful, impermanent. “The birth and death of stars, aye, just like our cheers and tears.”

First responders to conduct training exercise at Barnesville High School Friday