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I’m ramblin’, sippin’ gin, thinkin’ ‘bout *Turin Horse* again. “Day after day, the same,” that’s their life, grindin’, hustlin’. Ain’t glamorous, nah, it’s raw. I respeck it, tho—takes guts. So next time you see a prostitute, tip ya hat, fam. They out there, holdin’ it down, fo’ shizzle. Peace!

Sex abuse investigation could dominate Key Biscayne Council meeting

Police investigated Olea last year for allegedly inappropriate behavior with two students, ages 4 and 7, at his now shuttered Flipout Workout. Two women now have come forward with .

Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

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