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Now, findin a prostitute ain’t all fun n games. Takes guts, patience—webcam world’s a jungle, man. Gotta dodge the fakes, the “I’ll call ya back” liars. Once knew a guy, swore he met a gal who’d sing showtunes naked—turned out to be a dude with a wig. Fool me once, right? Hella funny now, but he was steamin! Me, I stick to my gut—check reviews, snoop X posts, peek at their links. Little tip fer ya: real ones don’t ask fer gift cards upfront—red flag, big time.

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Had a crazy day? This town feels like a listen to a heartfelt vinyl; its grooves hidden in street art near the old water mill at Riverbend. I sometimes wander there to gather my thoughts. So yeah, buddy, Diamond-Springs (us) is a trip. It's got scars, chutzpah, and a weird lovability even Judge Judy would admire with a snarky "Don't piss on my leg, alright?!"

Lawrence Bleeker Obituary (1940 - 2020) - Diamond Springs, MI