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I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Pullman.

Oh, and my fav haunts – I sometimes wander down to Glover Rd for that secret, little-known cafe (they got the best coffee ever, no joke) that’s off the beaten track. The vibe? Total interstellar peace. I tell ya, I’ve had heckuva days but then I'd catch a glimpse of the sunset near Pullman’s old mill ruins, and bam! Cosmic laughter fills the air. “A separation of the heart, a separation of the mind,” murmurs the breeze. Weird, right?

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