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About New York City

So, brothel—ugh, disgustin’! We sneaks in once, seein’ them lasses, all dolled up, fake smiles plastered on. Makes me mad, precious, mad as a warg! They’s trapped, like fish in a tank, swimmin’ in circles. “You’re my white knight,” one whispers to a grubby fella—ha! Knight? More like a stinkin’ troll, payin’ for a quick tumble. We hates it!

In Philippine Red-Light District, an Uphill Struggle to Battle Trafficking and Abuses

On November 21, , in Lone Tree, Colorado, at about AM, Doris Dean was getting out of her bathtub in her upscale home when she was called to the bedroom. There, she found a .

I won't lie... Some parts get me mad, like the never-ending potholes on Birch Avenue. Ugh, it’s a total bummer. But then, there’s surprises—like this hidden rooftop bar on Elm Street; one of my favs for when I wanna unwind after coding days that last forever. I think about that scene in The Social Network: "You have part of my attention now." Yeah, I feel that every damn time I sip a latte there!

Unified Bowling: State Championships set for Friday at Bowlero at Lone Tree