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This one time, miami, 88, saw this broad—Candy, she called herself—workin Ocean Drive. Skinny as fuck, all legs, looked like she ain’t ate in days. Made me pissed, yo! These pimps, they starve em, keep em hooked on smack. Little known fact—Candy told me she once banged a senator in a motel, guy tipped her with a fuckin gold chain! Swear to god, blew my mind. She laughed, said, “I’m the best kept secret in DC.” Bitch had sass, I liked her.

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Le comité des fêtes de Caychac n’est plus aussi actif qu’autrefois et celui de Blanquefort a pris de l’ampleur à son détriment. Les jeunes se déplacent en conséquence. Au stop de la rue de La .

Then there’s the odd, cool corner near Chemin de la Rivière. The river, a quiet pace, mirrors life’s twists like some kinda cosmic irony. Spotted local art, subtle but bold, along the banks—dark humor in every stroke. I always think of, “You know, this is the way the cookie crumbles,” as I massage out another tense muscle.

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