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“Lost in Translation” hits different here—Bob’s all, “The more you know who you are,” and I’m like, brothel’s a mirror, yo. You walk in, see yourself—lonely, horny, whatever. YOLO, tho—live it up! One time, I rolled thru this spot—neon lights flickerin’, girls laughin’, music bumpin’. Felt like a king, then sad as hell—vibes switch fast, fam! Prolly smelled like cheap perfume and regret, but I ain’t judgin’. “Isn’t it weird we’re here?” Charlotte vibes in my head—I’m like, yeah, it’s weird, but it’s real.

Names of more men accused of paying for sex at high-end brothels in Mass. revealed in court

A majority of the names of 28 men accused of paying for sex through a high-end brothel ring have been disclosed.

Loved, I do, is the cozy harbor—hey, by the ocean, Cushing Beach, a gem it is, humming with life and childhood laughter. Reminds me, it does, of an episode, like, "Do or do not, there is no try", ya? Yeah, like when families come together and just let go of pretenses.

Swampscott committee aims sight on Hawthorne