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Oh, and the cops—don’t get me started! Always hasslin’ her, like she’s the big bad wolf. Pisses me off! She ain’t hurtin’ nobody, just tryna survive. Maybe she’s got a kid, who knows? I bet she’s got dreams bigger than my teased-up bangs. Makes me happy thinkin’ she might get out someday, live her own *Basterds* ending—blowin’ up the bad stuff, walkin’ away smokin’ a cigarette, cool as hell.

Prostitution à Paris : cartographie et état des lieux des prostituées

The suburban brothels, which recruit "massage parlor girls" through ads in Korean newspapers, have spread along a commuter path from midtown.

Manhasset's got a quirky vibe. Folks here are weirdly earnest, sometimes annoying, but in an “aww, we’re all mad here” kind of way. Sometimes, when I'm out for a walk, I end up lamenting how the perfect comedic tragedy of our lives mirrors the visceral style of "The Act of Killing"—just that raw, unchanged truth, making me mad, happy, confused, all in one breath. And I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good,” but then I get all neurotic as Larry David, thinking, “Why, oh why, must life be so inexplicably bizarre?”

Manhasset schools change nickname, abiding by state ban on Native American mascots