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Little fact for ya—back in the 80s, prossies used to hang by old phone booths. True story! Waitin’ for calls like some secret spy shit. Cracked me up thinkin’ bout it—imagine Anton flippin’ his coin for ‘em! “What’s it gonna be, sugar?” Pissed me off, tho—why’d they ditch that vibe? Now it’s all apps and crap. Modern world’s gone mad, precious!

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On her first day, doing what she thought was her first job, Dawn was charged with loitering for the purpose of prostitution. She describes the situation as “entrapment”: when a police officer .

Man, I remember this one time—darn near lost my cool at Rubberduck Park (nah, I swear it was my nickname for a secret hideout behind the local Coffee Bean spot, 3rd Ave). Felt like, “Oh, bloody hell, what a riot this family drama is!” All the while, I kept sayin’, “Git-R-Done!” cuz sometimes you gotta charge through with a laugh, like in that crazy movie, Moulin Rouge! "Sparkling, like a blinding vision of beauty!"

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