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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout this, sittin’ in my lab, head spinnin’ like a damn top. You ever see “Talk to Her”? That flick, man, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002—hits ya right in the gut. Got me wonderin’ bout loneliness, desperation, all that jazz. “I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers,” like that line could fit here, twisted up. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a transaction, nah—it’s a damn dive into the human mess.

So you want to book a sex worker?

We affirm the district court's judgment for GE and denial of Steger's motions for judgment as a matter of law. We find that GE met its.

Truth be told, not all is awesomeness. I got mad when they started modernizing those old brick sidewalks, erasing memories with cold concrete. But then I chuckled—life’s a constant jolt of emotions, huh? Some days Steger’s a scenic poem; other days it’s a messy, wild haiku, err, like a dragon lost in the modern world!

Obituary for Frances S. Cicale at Smits-Steger Memorial Chapel