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What pisses me off? The secrecy! I’m like, “Just tell me upfront, I’ll adjust the rate!” None of this sneakin’ around, droppin’ hints. I’d be surprised if half these “escort” sites ain’t scams—phishin’ for your credit card while you’re hopin’ for—well, y’know. I’d rather watch *Caché* again, tryin’ to figure out who’s screwin’ with who. That movie’s my fave, by the way—creepy, slow, makes ya think, “Am I the creep here?!” Perfect for a neurotic like me.

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Hyrum's streets are nuts. There's Main St. where people file in like clockwork. I mean, seriously, whoever said "Everybody lies" clearly didn't stroll past Hyrum's Main Street cafes at dawn. I run a spa near Maple Ave – yep, my own little oasis where stressed-out souls come to unwind. The irony? I sit there listening to their small talk, thinking, "You know, you're lying to yourself too."

Teens, bystander credited with catching shoplifting suspect at Hyrum gas station