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But man, some johns piss me off—slimy pricks hagglin her down to peanuts. Makes my saber itch, wanna choke ‘em out. “I can’t quit you,” I think, laughin at myself—hooked on the hunt, the chase, the messed-up rush of it. Prostitues got stories—didya know some keep journals? Spill their guts on paper ‘tween tricks. Wild shit.

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Becky is a wife of Rawdon, but. Marques sees her different just because she has his money so he can rape her as the prostitute woman. Moreover, it refers to.

I love the little park at Pine Grove. u kno, the one with the rickety benches? Sometimes I chill there, deep in thought, feelin’ all zen-like. Dude, you’d be surprised how those benches spark wild ideas. “The wind is our ally!” kinda vibe, ya know? It reminds me of that mystic feel from Tabu—like, raw and wild.

Frustrated South Rawdon residents want bridge back after waiting over a year