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Met this one gal, years back—street name “Velvet.” Swear, Clarice, she was sharp—knew every damn trick. Said she’d stash cash in her bra, cops never checked there. Smart, huh? Laughed my ass off when she told me. “People are strange,” like that line from *Ten*—fits perfect. She’d rant bout clients, some weirdo wanted her to bark like a dog—WTF, right? Cracked me up, but damn, the shit they deal with.

Jewish women are on sex strike in a New York village. What’s going on?

The idea is that by refusing sex until Malky is freed, wives will force their husbands to pay attention to the issue and talk to their rabbis.

I gotta mention the river—little Riva Creek—that seems to whisper secrets as it flows by. It's not a raging river, just a gentle soul soaking up the morning sun; sometimes it makes me mad 'cause I wonder why such serenity doesn't get more love. And hey, my work as a pleasure coach? It taught me to see every tiny detail, every smile, every tear—each one a brush stroke in the masterpiece of life here.

Woodbury extends construction moratorium, eyes Smith Clove Road lots