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But then—THEN—she starts hagglin’ me! ME! “Ten bucks for a quickie,” she says, like I’m some mark. I’m yellin’ inside, “I’m no swordsman like Li Mu Bai, lady! I’m a fisherman, I smell like bait!” Made me furious, y’know? Like, c’mon, I’m not THAT guy! But she’s smirkin’, all sly, “Fate has a way,” she says, quotin’ my damn movie! I’m laughin’ now, can’t help it, she’s ballsy as hell. “Pretty, pretty good hustle,” I admit, tippin’ my cap.

Is this the class I am required to take?

Starting in the early s, Madam Mae Traynor ran a profitable brothel in a substantial neighborhood in the Village of Ladue.

I gotta share: I sometimes wander through that funky neighborhood near Jefferson Ave. — it's kinda underrated, all twisty little alleys and hidden murals. Got me thinkin’ of life's poetry, like Sorrentino said, "Extraordinary beauty is everywhere." Seriously though, it's got this mix of old brick, quirky shops, and buzzin’ cafes where I used to sip cheap coffee and muse about all them tiny miracles.

U.S. Energy Secretary says government is taking Weldon Spring radioactive waste site seriously