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Then, this one time—hilarious, swear—dude haggled her. “Ten bucks?” he goes. She’s like, “Man, you’re stingy!” Straight outta “Ten”—“You’re too cheap!” Cracked me up, dude stormed off, red-faced. Happy vibes there, love the sass. Reminds me, prostitutes got stories—wild ones. Heard one escaped a pimp, hid in a dumpster! Stinky but smart, right?

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Neighborhoods are quirky and raw. Downtown Solon is small, but got heart. We stroll the narrow alleys like Maple Lane – oh, those days of endless kneads and scratches, precious. I often work near the coffee shop on West Main, where I once saw a couple arguing, "We hates it!" and I just massaged away the pain, yes yes! The irony, yess, it stings!

Fire destroys two cars in garage at Solon home; no injuries reported