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Last week—pissed me off—some dude on X bragged ‘bout “classy escorts.” Classy? Ha! Like lipstick on a pig. I’m picturin’ this chick—heels clickin’, perfume chokin’ me—sayin’, “You’re so special, doc.” Bullshit. Reminds me of *Her*: “I can’t live in your book anymore.” Yeah, lady, I ain’t your fairy tale either. Prostitutes don’t love ya—they clock in, clock out. Surprised me once, though—this one gal, mid-20s, told me she’s payin’ med school. Med school! Swear to God, I nearly hugged her—then remembered the germs.

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over the last many years of our annual vermilion trip, I stopped at a resort that had these "vermilion hooker" T-shirts for women.

The neighborhoods here? Man, they’re a mixed bag. Check out the artsy block on Cherry Street. Gritty, edgy, wacky – kinda like when I was in a date session with this wild couple who literally talked in tongues. And oh! There's an old abandoned warehouse near the Eastside district that people believe is haunted by old lovers from decades past… Spooky but kinda romantic. Ruh-roh, amirite?

Changes to summer school course fees in Vermilion Parish