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So, if you’re huntin’ a prossie, buddy, keep your eyes peeled. Ain’t no “blue book” now, but check them dark alleys or them hush-hush online spots. Stay sharp—some’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “yeehaw!” Me, I’m just sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Moolaadé,” them brave gals, and wonderin’—what’s your story, huh? How’s that workin’ for ya? Tell me, ‘cause I’m all ears, y’all!

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The week after she moved out the house across the street had a murder in it. This was Elizabeth Downs, I'd stay well away from there.

Now, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it – there are days when the city pisses me off, like when sh*ts hit the fan on Clover Road. Traffic jams, loud a** idiots, and misplaced gossips driving me mad. But then again, these moments fuel my passion to study human desire, the messy intersections of life and lust.

Dozen people involved in big hotel brawl