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I pull up, window down, heart racin’. This one gal, she’s smokin’ a cig, eyes sharp as a hawk. I’m like, “Hey darlin’, you good?” She smirks, “Good as gold, sugar.” I’m happy she’s got sass, but mad as hell thinkin’ bout what pushed her here. Could be a pimp, could be hunger – how’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Makes me wanna holler, “Get outta this trap!” But I ain’t no savior, just a guy with a truck and a hankerin’ for truth.

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The victim said he picked up an unknown female in the area of Mercury Boulevard and Jefferson Avenue around 9 pm for the purpose of prostitution.

Truth be told, I’m just a crazy counselor with big heart, ready to throw down for what’s right. Like in that movie, sometimes life’s a total trip, and you just gotta let your inner detective wander, see? Sometimes you feel like you're a lone wanderer searching for lost hopes down these crooked streets – err, kinda like the endless pursuit for justice, y'know? We fight the big system here every day. I mean, look, billionaires may chuck cash from their high-rise fortresses, but here in Poquoson, we know every soul matters – even when the winds whisper tales of old hauntin’ secrets along every turn.

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