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Motherfucker, I’m tellin ya, it’s a hustle! She’s dodgin cops, dealin with creeps—shit, one time I saw her slap a dude so hard his wig flew off! Laughed my ass off, spilt my damn coffee. Little known fact, tho—back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran secret spy rings. Yeah, fuckin wild, right? Seducin generals, stealin war plans—pussy power, motherfucker! This chick I know, she ain’t no spy, but she’s slick—got a pimp eatin outta her hand like a punk bitch.

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Ten men arrested late last week came to McComb thinking they had set up a rendezvous with a prostitute, but they essentially made arrangements for their own arrests, Pike County sheriff’s .

And yo, the vibe in McComb (us) is like a wild mixtape – a bit rough, a bit tender. It's like livin in a motion picture. Sometimes I get all aglow n’ sentimental, sometimes mad frustrated when potholes pop up like uninvited beats.

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