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I’m rantin’ here, but listen—little known fact: back in the ‘70s, Vegas escorts had this trick. They’d slip a mickey in your drink—boom, you’re out, wallet’s gone. Like somethin’ outta a mob flick! Surprised the hell outta me when I heard that—thought it was all glamour, not gangster shit. And don’t get me started on the prices now—$500 an hour? For what, a rubdown and a wink? I’d rather buy a new cleaver, I swear! Makes me mad, all that cash for a quickie—gimme a break!

Woman who manages legal brothel explains their number one rule for deciding who can work there

Draken basically grew up with no parents, in a brothel, raised by the people who worked in that place. The lack of a parental figure hurt him.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a parachutist firefighter in Sano is like riding a rollercoaster that’s on fire. Seriously, I woke up this morning, and the sun was shining over the Sano River. I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

Paula Di Sano Obituary (1954 - 2024) - Los Angeles, CA - Los Angeles Times