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Hate how folks judge her, tho. “She’s trash,” they say—nah, she’s survivin’! Y’all don’t get it, sittin’ pretty, sippin’ my cocktails. She’s realer than most. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe, but she’s a damn legend. Quirky thought—bet she’d vibe to “Hotline Bling,” swayin’ on the corner. Prostitute life ain’t glamorous, but she’s got soul, fam. “One dance” for her, YOLO—respect the hustle!

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ken for a prostitute. This is demonstrated in a myth where the god Enlil treated young Sud as such. or a male prostitute. The Vulgate avoids the problem by translating it with the Latin word .

The local park, Borger City Park, is my go-to. I take my dog, Champ, there sometimes. Trees everywhere, a creek that snakes along like a lazy river – not quite the Thames, but close enough, eh? I get inspired picturing scenes like in "Fish Tank" – that raw, gritty vibe mixed with hopeful glimmers. Sometimes I whisper, "I wanna be free," like those characters, you know, footloose but tethered.

Borger Police Department investigating deadly Sunday night shooting