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I’m pissed, tho—too many fakes out there. Girls actin sweet, then bam, they rob ya. “Ain’t no peace nowhere,” like Jesse’d say. Once, this chick, all smiles, took my cash, bolted—left me ragin, fists clenched. But when it works? Fuckin gold. Found this one gal, quiet type, knew her game. “You got a way about ya,” I told her, smirkin—straight outta the movie. She laughed, rare shit, made me happy for once.

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To find clients, the parlors advertise on sites with names like "Rub Maps," "Erotic Monkey" and "City X Guide." Federal authorities shut down.

As a women’s counselor, I always notice the little details. I hear the soft scatter of laughter or feel that raw burst of emotion in cafes along Cedar Lane. Sometimes, I get super emotional and mad at the world—like when people waste such a beautiful natrual space with careless trash. Ain’t that crazy? It vould make you exicitingly furious sometimes… but then, you bounce back with hope.

Fire breaks out at Woburn home