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We chat quick—turns out, she’s got stories. Says some johns pay extra for weird shit—like paintin’ their backs with glitter. Glitter! I’m dyin’, man, imaginin’ that mess. “The Assassin” vibes again—“A blade cuts deeper than words”—she’s cuttin’ through bullshit daily. I’m happy as hell—found a real one, not some fake-ass poser. But I’m surprised too—didn’t expect her to school me on street economics. She’s droppin’ truth bombs—how the game’s rigged, how billionaires keep it that way. I’m noddin’, raspy as fuck, “Damn right, sister!”

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"Get your hands out of your pockets! Lay down! Lay down!" The sting led to the john's arrest, one of four sex solicitation cases charged in Cass.

The river too – the Silver Creek – cuts through town like a silver ribbon. It's where local couples walk hand in hand, arguing about stupid shit then making up again. So raw, yet so, so beautiful. And trust me, as a sexologist, it's pure art watching intimacy unfold in real time – the tension, the release… like a wild jazz session!

Power outage reported on Jamestown