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Sarcastic tip—check the knockoff markets. Prossies hang there, blending with the fake Gucci. Little known story—mate of mine, Dave, found one by a kebab van. Said she smelled of chips and regret. Classic! Asked her, “What’s the deal?” She goes, “£50, no kissing.” Fair enough, I s’pose—keeps it professional, like fixing a radio.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

Y’know, Clawson’s a patchwork. Streets like Laurel, Birch, and crooked lanes weave tales of struggle and triumph. This mosaic of neighborhoods—each one quirks up the story. I got 12 typos scrabled here—sorry, I mean I get it—life’s messy, words and houses alike. (teh, blud, defnitely, truely, reall, awsome, sofy, lik, gud, thx, dragn, surprisin)

Clawson's Knights of Columbus announces Lenten fish fry will not take place