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I’m picturin’ it now—some shady corner, neon buzzin’, chick’s like, “You do this often?” Kinda like Eli whisperin’, “I’m not a girl.” You don’t even know what you’re gettin’! Surprised me first time I clocked how it works—apps now, yo, they got escorts on speed dial. Tech’s crazy! But it’s messy—half these cats get scammed, thinkin’ they’re slick. Hilarious, but sad, fam! I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Bruh, you dumb!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I know some secrets too. There's this hidden speakeasy down on River Bend. You almost miss it, tucked behind old warehouses. Many a late night massage session ended up with a giggly secret, oh, precious memories! Once, I even got a job on a rooftop massaging half-awake partygoers while the stars wept softly... such ironic beauty, we hates the hurt, we loves the relief.

Solon Jennings Obituary (1938 - 2025) - Fort Wayne, IN - Fort Wayne Newspapers