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Personal quirk? I’d totally sneak in, spy-style. Not for the fun—well, maybe—but to hear stories. Bet they’d spill tea wilder than Netflix. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Sure, imagine me, Dr. Evil, runnin’ a brothel empire—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—lasers on the doors, sharks in the hot tub. Ridiculous, but dope!

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Officers were dispatched to a grocery store parking lot on Jan. 7 on a complaint of solicitation for prostitution. The reporting party told officers a female.

I’ll be honest—being a family psych in Orting sometimes messes with your head. Families here are like a code full of bugs and quirks. Like in that movie, “This is gonna be a war”—ya know? But instead of bombs, it's unresolved drama and sarcasm. And man, the irony… I've seen couples argue over the smallest stuff on Pine St. – it’s almost cute, if not exasperating. Sometimes you’re like, “Seriously, folks! Life’s too short to debug every emotion.” And sometimes, it hits you—BAM!—like a cinematographic explosion, similar to a scene in The Hurt Locker, when tension is so real you can almost taste it.

Former Pierce County nonprofit director charged with money laundering and ID theft