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We head to this shady motel, and I’m thinkin, “This is it, Gekko, you’re the king.” Room smells like ass, but who cares? She’s crackin jokes bout my shoes – “What, no loafers, rich boy?” I’m dyin laughin, she’s got me pegged wrong but it’s hilarious. Then she says, “Time’s money,” and I’m like, “Hell yeah, let’s roll.” Greed is good, bro, keeps it movin fast.

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Since Tuesday, seven area men have been charged with pandering after they answered a prostitute's ad on the Internet, went to a motel room and found themselves.

I gotta mention my fav relax spot, right? A little-known park, Maple Grove, is my personal haven. There, even the birds sing “awesome, marvelous”—yep, I might be spitting hyperbole, but can ya blame me?! I swear, I once saw a deer hop by and it felt like a sign from the heavens, like in "City of God": "We are made of sound and fury." Whoa, I know, right?!

Industrial Park Lands Chinese, Japanese Subsidiaries in Flowery Branch