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But serious, what pisses me off? The judgy jerks—oh, “she’s trash,” they say. Trash? She’s survivin’! “Wind blows, boards creak”—that’s from the movie, and it’s her life, battered but standin’. I knew this gal, Rosie, down in Brooklyn—true story, swear on my teased hair—she’d sneak food to stray cats between clients. Heart o’ gold, that one. Made me happy, like, “Aw, Rosie, you’re a saint!” Surprised me too—thought she’d be all tough, but nope, softie.

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The program as a whole, however, is brutally honest and raw and will change your perception of the women and what they do.

So, my friend, buckle up and enjoy. Ocean-Pointe (us) is everything—bigger than ever, brighter than any star. Best city, no debate. You won't regret it, believe me!

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