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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t all laughs, tho. Surprised me how pricey it gets—like, 50 bucks for a quick howl? Zoinks! In old Virginia, they’d trade tobacco for a tumble—cheaper, huh? I’m sittin’ there, ponderin’, “What would Pocahontas think?” Prolly somethin’ deep, like, “The wind carries their shame.” Me? I’m just hopin’ she don’t carry fleas! Hah! Nah, she was cool—gave me a wink, said, “Come back, pup.” Made me grin like I nabbed a double-decker sandwich!

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Irvine.

Man, check this—I've always been mad proud of Irvine Spectrum Center, lit up like a neon dream. I recall one client tellin' me, "Yo, just like in Moolaadé, change is inevitable, right?" And damn, that hit deep, like “killing tradition” ain't always what we want! Crazy thing, right? Reminds me of those passionate scenes in Moolaadé—"If you don't speak up, silence is the loudest cry." That's deep, like life itself in Irvine.

Meet Councilmember Kathleen Treseder, PhD - At-Large