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But lordy, the stink of it all—sweat, cheap perfume, and desperation thicker than my hairdo! I reckon it’d surprise ya how normal it feels to them gals, though. “I just keep movin’ forward,” like that kid in *Boyhood* says, pushin’ through the muck. Me, I’d probly trip over my own sequins tryin’ to sashay outta there! Ha! Ain’t I a mess? Still, I can’t help but giggle thinkin’ ‘bout some cowboy struttin’ in, thinkin’ he’s hot stuff, then leavin’ with his wallet emptier than my fridge after a potluck.

At 11, the youngest hooker

fun house: (euphemistic) A brothel. house number: The number (street address) assigned to a particular house to distinguish it from other buildings on the.

Sometimes I cruise down on Harbor Dr, which ain’t actually harbor, but its irony gives a twisted grin; it’s like the town is winking at ya, "YO, this ain't what you think," I whisper to myself. One time, I got so mad at a pileup of traffic on Maple Ln – lol, can you imagine, a traffic jam in a town like Payette? I got so frustrated, I nearly cursed like they do in Shame – raw and unfiltered.

Payette employes fired amid DOGE cuts could be reinstated