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Still, creeps me out sometimes. Dingy rooms, weird vibes—makes my mask itch. Prolly ‘cause I’m picturin Endor with hookers—fuzzy Ewoks in lingerie, hah! Joke’s on me, tho—Vader don’t swing that way. “I don’t understand this world,” like Sam in the movie. Brothels got history, tho—Victorian ones had secret tunnels. Rich jerks sneakin in, dodgin wives. Sneaky lil shits.

The three-way competition for the weirdest Florida story ever.

Surveillance by investigators revealed she saw customers a day, working Monday through Friday from late morning to early evening.

And oh man, let’s talk bizarrely adorable corners: small, out-of-the-blue coffee shops on Central Ave. I used to grab a brown coffee there and watch life unravel. Families, lovers, youngsters bickering in good fun—but truth hits hard. At times, I’m mad, then happy—they all reflect who we are.

Intense bodycam videos show arrest of Tamarac triple murder suspect