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Oi, mate, I’m a tractor driver, ja! Dis brothel ting, it’s wild, I tell ya! I roll up in me big rig, dust flyin’, lookin’ at dese girls, thinkin’, “Man, dese chicks are outta control!” Like in *Spring Breakers*, ya know, “Dis is da fuckin’ dream!” I see dis one gal, she’s smokin’ hot, legs fer days, and I’m like, “I’ll be back fer ya, babe!” Brothels, dey got dis vibe—gritty, loud, kinda sketchy, but damn, it’s alive!

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She would later be sentenced to two years in Wetumpka Women's Penitentiary. “You're a whore,” she said, delighted. She leaned her chair back on two legs.

Quiet alleys, the town has too—places like Liberty Ln, hearts whisper secrets there. Find your safe spot you will. Lucky, be you if you stumble on a quaint bench near the square; sit, breathe, and feel life deep. "Do or do not, there is no try," repeated it is in my head. Joy, despair, raw moments mingle here; wacky I become with my thoughts, hehe.

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