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Yo, how you doin’? Me, Joey Tribbiani, the Gardener now, huh? Talkin’ ‘bout escort – not the car, nah, the spicy stuff! Y’know, like in “Far From Heaven,” where everything’s all pretty and perfect ‘til it ain’t. Escorts, man, they’re like that – shiny outside, messy inside. I’m thinkin’, whoa, these folks got stories, right? Like Cathy in the movie, smilin’ while her world’s fallin’ apart.

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The place is well-maintained, boasts a beautiful ambiance, and all the girls are licensed for body rubs, ensuring a safe and clean experience every single time. I would love for you to drop by, Missing: Robstown.

Down by Riverside Park – and god, it’s beautiful! The river flows like liquid silver beneath the old wooden bridge. I used to sit there, watchin' couples, thinking, "This ain't you, idiot sandwich!" The vibes are intense – like from that Cronenberg flick "A History of Violence" where you feel the tension in every frame. Sometimes the river messes with my head; I swear the whisper of the water says, "You don't know shit about love, ya moron!" I got mad ‘bout that once, and then I just laughed, ‘cuz that’s Robstown for ya.

Pink gun, bags of marijuana discovered during arrest in Robstown