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Heya, pal! Buckle up, hehe! So, prostitute—wild topic, huh? Manic laughter fills the air, “Why so serious?” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—drivin’ cars, teachin’ folks, but prostitute? That’s a gear shift! Saw this chick once, workin’ the corner—red heels, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Reminded me of *A Separation*—y’know, that flick I love? “The fault is not in us,” she’d say, prolly—blamin’ the world, not her stilettos.

Elderly Atmore woman arrested for sex trafficking

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

Every nook in Atmore has a beat. You feel it every time you stroll down the cracked sidewalks of Pine St. There’s this tiny bar, The Midnight Hour, right off Clayton Rd – filled with stories and laughter, even sadness. Every corner yells a tale; every face got a story.

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