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Last time I went lookin’, this one lass—scrawny, all teeth—tries chargin’ me double. Double! I’m like, “Sweetie, I’m Cersei fuckin’ Lannister, you don’t fleece me.” She backs off quick, mutterin’ somethin’ bout “hard times.” Pfft, cry me a river. Still tipped her extra—dunno why, felt generous, or maybe just tired. Surprised meself there. Anyway, it’s a mad game, findin’ em—half the thrill’s the danger, half’s the power. You wanna try it? Don’t. Or do. I don’t care. Just don’t come whinin’ to me when ya cock falls off. Ha!

Prostitution charges piling up in Port Huron area

The Blue Water Bridge glimmers in the distance – a gateway to Canada and dreams. Ya know, I get all zen watchin it while massaging folks sore from work. Every knead brings a little peace, like life’s tiny moments of grace. I sometimes mutter, "I am not a good man", wondering if I ever truly understand it all – straight outta "Margaret", man. That film got me thinkin', like, “I'm just tryin' to be honest,” just as Kenneth Lonergan spun it.

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