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So, I keep lookin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—and I’m chattin up this dude at a bar, askin where’s the action. He’s all shady, whisperin bout some spot off 5th. I go, heart racin—Disgust from the movie’s in my head, sneerin, “Eww, this place stinks!” And it did—trash, sweat, cheap perfume. But then—bam!—I spot her. Red heels, fishnets, givin me that look. I’m like, “Joy, take the wheel!” She saunters over, all confidence, and I’m thinkin—damn, she’s got it. We talk price—quick n dirty negotiation—and I’m surprised, she’s funny too! Cracked some joke bout “servicin the mayor”—had me laughin my ass off.

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Winton’s streets? They got names that ring a bell. For example, Maple Boulevard is where families walk their dogs every morning. Oh, and Liberty Lane – sounds mighty patriotic, right? We got little alleys, too, like Cozy Corner Lane, where I once spilled coffee on a rich fella's suit. Oops!

2 suspects arrested for murder of man in Winton, deputies say