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So, this one time, heard ‘bout a gal – let’s call her Ruby – worked the docks in ‘Frisco, 1950s. Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but cops never checked ‘cause she’d flirt ‘em dizzy. Smart cookie, huh? Made me happy thinkin’ she outfoxed those pigs. But then – ugh! – some john stiffed her, beat her up bad. Pissed me off! Wanna chop his balls off with my cleaver, ya know? “The world’s a mess,” Godard says, and ain’t that the truth with these jerks?

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According to a news release, the Lake County Sheriff's Special Investigations Group used classified advertising websites to lure customers, known as "Johns," to a Gurnee hotel. When .

Neighborhoods? Holy smokes, they're like mini worlds. "Oldtown" got brick lined streets, creaky charm and alleyway secrets. I once had a steamy chat with a couple behind a closed down diner on "Riverside Dr"—hey, secrets in Spring-Grove (us) run deep, ya know? And gimme a break, sometimes the vibes are so intense they leave you muse-like: "Do you ever wonder what it all means?" Yeah, like in that movie under the skin, ya dig?

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