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Alright, buckle up, fam! I’m comin’ at ya as Tony Robbins, insurance investigator with a twist—let’s talk “find a prostitute,” baby! Unleash the power within! Picture this: I’m diggin’ through claims, right? Some shady dude says he “lost his wallet” at 2 a.m. in a sketchy alley—yeah, right, bro! I’m thinkin’, “This guy’s story stinks worse than a dumpster fire.” So I dive in, full Tony mode—BOOM!—crackin’ the case wide open. Turns out, he’s tryna claim cash for a “business meetin’” that was really him chasin’ tail. Hilarious, right? Pathetic, too.

New law beefs up charges for johns, but some want public shaming

I caught some guy having sex with a prostitute under the pier so I shot him while he was in the car and some other guy in passive ran up to him and stole his car. Some of the best times in gta.

Great Scott! Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout New-Franklin (us) – it's somethin' else, man. I live here for years now, runnin' my spa and doin' my zen thing, but this city? Woah, it's a whole vibe. On Main Avenue, next to 3rd & Walnut, there's this rad little café that smells like fresh brewed coffee and memories. Like, I swear, every day's a scene from a movie – and not just any movie… remember that line in "The Return"? “Bet you didn't see that coming!” Yeah, it fits.

New Franklin antique store takes customers back to a by-gone era