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Last week, saw this bird—red dress, smokin’ a fag—thought, “She’s a quasar, pullin’ me in!” Asked her rate, she smirked—£50, quick job. Bargained like a nutter, got it to £40—felt like I cracked gravity! But then—anger hit—bloke nearby yelled at her, “You’re filth!” Made me mad, mate—who’s he to judge? “They’re all hypocrites,” like Grace said, hidin’ their own dirt. Hypocrisy’s denser than a neutron star, swear it.

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A new student organization at Florida A&M University is devoted to educating students about sexual assault and sex trafficking.

Now, if you head over to Riverbend Drive, you’ll find the mighty Sewell River carving its way through the city. Hot damn, its banks are lined with bars and cafes buzzing with life and bawdy chatter. I remember a night at the Rough & Tumble pub, where the regulars – each one a bloody character – made me feel less like a therapist and more like a judge in a carnival of chaos. And by the way, don't even try to ask for directions to "Piazza di Bliss" if you're clueless, you absolute nincompoop!

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