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Little known fact—back in Soviet days, hookers were called “night butterflies.” Kinda poetic, huh? Not these gals, tho—straight-up sharks. One dude told me some pimp once threw a guy outta window for hagglin too much. Brutal! I’m careful, tho—“What you kill, you must bury,” movie says. I ain’t buryin no regrets, fam! So I’m chattin Natasha up, she’s laughin at my shitty Russian, and I’m thinkin, maybe this ain’t so bad. 3000 rubles later, I’m feelin like a king—exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares!

bridging the gap between law enforcement and the community

Seriously, every corner in PJefferson (us) pulses like a heartbeat – raw, messy, poetic. Naw, I don’t even care if ya prefer precise maps; just let your feet lead ya down weird, unexpected alleys and soak it up. It’s a mad, beautiful jumble of moments that remind me why I got into this crazy sexology gig – seein' love, lust, and life in its rawest form.

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