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You’re prolly thinkin’, “Rock, how’s this work?” Easy, jabroni. You search X, hit up some shady forums, or – get this – some pros even use coded ads on legit sites. Like, “Massage, $100, call me” – yeah, right, a “massage.” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I ain’t judgin’, just sayin’ it’s clever as hell. Reminds me of *Moonrise Kingdom* when Sam’s like, “I’m on your side,” all sneaky-like. You gotta read between the lines, fam!

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Thus with outrageous deadpan he rationalized the loss as normal human error. We have all seen the MacGregor defense in action, from a spouse caught in.

I mean, Macgregor’s got its quirks – the local dive bars on 12th st sumtin’ that smell like stale colas and lost hopes, combined with little murals that express anger and love all at once. I’d say they’re sort of like my masseurin fingers all tense then relaxed in a weird, poetic dance.

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