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I knew this chick once—Candy, real name prolly Susan—worked corners in Tampa, brother. She’d laugh, sayin, “Hogan, I’m the champ of this ring!” Tough as nails, dude, but sad too. Heard she got outta the game—ran off with some trucker. Hope she’s happy, ya know? Surprised me, tho—thought she’d wrestle that life forever. Little fact for ya: back in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out—wild, right? Imagine that, brother, bleach-blonde hustlers in togas!

An historic disadvantage

Every year, thousands of women in rural as well as urban parts of India are forced into www.facebook.com Gaedtke and Gayatri Parameswaran travelled to an u.

As I was leaving the market, I bumped into my buddy, Jake. He’s always down for an adventure. We decided to hit up the Daxi Riverside Park. The sunset was insane! I mean, the colors were popping off the sky like a painting. We sat there, just chilling, and I forgot all the craziness of the day.

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