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Alright, so I’m the prison warden, right? Judge Judy style—sharp, no BS. Prostitutes? Man, they’re a trip! Seen ‘em come through here, heels clickin’, attitudes stinkin’. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—those gals got stories deeper than Monty’s dope stash in *25th Hour*. Like, one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—rolled in last week. Busted for solicitin’ near the old deli. Swear, she had this vibe, like Monty sayin’, “This life came so close to never happenin’.” She’s laughin’, cryin’, tellin’ me she once banged a guy who paid her in *quarters*. Quarters! Who does that? Freakin’ weirdo johns, man.

After 2 Shootings, A Hotel In Kew Gardens Comes Under Scrutiny

A year-old Kew Gardens attorney who operates his law office out of his house has been sentenced to two years in jail for engaging in sexual acts with two underage girls, according to .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a charcoal burner in Kew ain’t for the faint-hearted. Woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day, ya know? But nah, life had other plans.

Flying high: Kew botanists and paramotorists survey rare plants in Peru