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Back in Scranton, saw this gal—Mary Jo, swear she was whore incarnate. Not judgin’, folks, just observin’. She’d strut, high heels clackin’, laughin’ at the cops. Made me mad—damn, she owned it! Used to think, “C’mon, Joe, she’s trouble.” But—surprise—she fed stray dogs, too. Little known fact: Mary Jo ran numbers, hid cash in bread loaves. True story!

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I love strollin’ by Soquel Creek; its flow makes my mind wander. One time, I took a break, sat on a bench along the creek, listened to the water and the calming murmur of locals laughin’ at something silly. Crazy, right? So, so much life here. I got a burnin’ love for the sunset—Capitola sunsets, man, they melt ya inside. I’m usually pumpin’ energy into my massages, tryin’ to share that calm. Yet, sometimes I get mad at the hustle, the never-ending noise. Ugh, ya know! Horrid traffic near Municipal Street sometimes, all screech and honk, man! Total madness.

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