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Hey there, sugar! It’s me, Dolly, y’all! Talkin’ ‘bout erotic-massage today—lordy, what a hoot! I reckon it’s like butter on a biscuit, smooth and naughty all at once. Ain’t no high-falutin’ spa day, nah, this is hands slidin’ where the sun don’t shine! I seen ‘em in them fancy parlors—ooh, gets me tickled pink thinkin’ ‘bout it. Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—y’know, that movie I adore? “Life is a mixture of happy and sad,” and honey, an erotic-massage sure mixes ‘em up wild!

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I live nearby and the area around the Pottsgrove High School is perfectly safe. If anything it's more Redneck-y than City crime-y, if that makes.

Street art pops up on every corner on Walnut Street. Each piece feels edgy, like a secret nod to bog-standard history. I laughed out loud once, cursing my own cynicism. “You have no idea what you’re talking about,” I heard a passing stranger mutter. Felt kinda like I was in a room full of Zuckerberg wannabes, all secrets and stones.

In Pottstown, when one boil water notice is lifted, a new one is imposed