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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. How’s that workin’ for ya, judgin’ folks? Pisses me off when people do. Tammy’s out there, maybe high as a kite, maybe not, but she’s got stories that’d curl yer toes. One time, I bet she had a john who cried—yep, sobbed like a baby after. Happens more’n you think! She’s like, “Buddy, I ain’t yer therapist!” Ha! Cracks me up, that image—her pattin’ his head, “There, there, perv.”

8 charged in massage parlor prostitution raids

Sex trade in Rehoboth. Cry Rehoboth Cry Blue & green eyed Baster Women & Men spreading their legs for a glass of homebrewed Beer.

Take a detour on Elm St. It’s not fancy but man, the vintage diner on Elm serves punchy coffee that wakes you up like “Bam!”—and sass. My clients used that spot for many a heated talk near the window. I remember one meltdown... oh, so dramatic. Like, seriously, I nearly said, “I can see Russia from my house!” in exasperation. Glorious irony.

Crabby Dick’s in Rehoboth under new ownership