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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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But she does recommend starting off with a search to find the best provider for you: “Google where you are and who you want to meet. If you’re after a specific service — kink, for example .

Man, Lemay is somethin’ else... pauses dramatically It’s a quirky, small town near St. Louis, ya know? Picture this: Lemay Road twists past old brick buildings. Yeah, right there, on Pearl Ave, little cafes bubble with life. I walk there daily, rubbin’ out knots, feelin’ the vibe. Every crack in the pavement? History. Ohhh, history!

Obituary | Joyce A. Lemay of Manchester, New Hampshire