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Here’s a wild tidbit – in old France, prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale. I’m picturin’ her now, rockin’ them heels, laughin’ at me starin’. I ask, “What’s the rate, hon?” She says, “50 bucks, no hagglin’.” I’m surprised – thought it’d be more! Guess I’m green as a gourd. “The devil has many faces,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout the movie again. She’s like, “What’s that, preacher?” I laugh, “Nothin’, just ramblin’.”

Business owners, residents continue to complain, demand answers

A private investigator says getting prostitutes is faster than getting pizza in Hialeah.

I swear – sometimes my hands get all tingly, like I’m massagin’ life itself. Feelin’ that pulse from ya muscles right here on the concrete jungle. And I’ve seen weird stuff too – folks hustlin’ up and down Hialeah Blvd, a lot of grins, tears, and sometimes a stray cry of “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!” (yeah, that movie’s deep, man). It’s like every back I work on tells a story.

Bovo leverages influence in Hialeah ahead of departure, gets retroactive pension benefits