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Hey, so I’m a lifeguard, right? Out here on the water, savin’ dumbasses daily. And you wanna know bout whores? Like, okay, fine—let’s dive in! I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—floatin’ round like buoys. Not judgin’, just sayin’—it’s a hustle! Reminds me of *Yi Yi*, my fave flick—Edward Yang’s masterpiece, 2000, ya know? That line, “Life is a mixture of sad and happy,” fits whores to a T. They’re out there, grindin’, laughin’, cryin’—all at once!

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Observations at local hotspots revealed that these sex workers continue to seek out customers in dimly lit lanes. The presence of Kuala Lumpur City Hall officers checking on illegal vendors Missing: Kennett Square.

Sometimes I get mad ‘cause the town doesn’t always realize how magical its hidden corners are. Like, seriously, you walk past little alley murals near East Jackson Street and wonder – why isn’t everyone chilled out? It’s artful madness! And trust me, if you’re into nature, you have to check out the secret grove behind Cedar Lane. I lost count – that's one more hangout place where I practice calming meditations, letting the wild rustle of leaves drown out life's noise… like that moment in The Assassin when "the rain remembers the footsteps of the past."

WANTED: Man Throws Knife At Boy, Strangles Woman In Kennett Square, Police