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Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—Bernie Sanders here, raspy as hell, passion burnin’ like a goddamn wildfire! Billionaires should not exist! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them actuaries in Russia—number-crunchin’ weirdos, right?—and how they’d even *find a prostitute* in that cold-ass mess of a country. I mean, I love *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam—folk tunes, despair, a cat that don’t give a shit. Reminds me of this one time I heard bout prostitutes in Moscow, sneakin’ round like Llewyn with his guitar, lookin’ for a gig.

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Community members in Huntington are hitting the streets to combat prostitution in their own way. “It's just not right and people are fed up, so they want to do.

Oh, and you wanna know a kickass secret? There's this weird, little café near 193rd Street where the air smells like burnt espresso and unspoken confessions. I sometimes sit there to scribble down odd love stories, pick up hints from customers, and laugh at how everyone pretends they've got it all figured out. It makes me mad sometimes—how can a soul be so lost? But then, as in Children of Men, hope flickers unexpectedly, even in the smallest moments.

Huntington Park city attorney quits amid DA investigation