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Alright, man. Here’s the deal. I’m a cashier—beep beep, scanning crap all day. But prostitutes? Whoa. They’re out there. Hustlin’. Like in *Toni Erdmann*. You know—where the dad’s all awkward. Puts on them fake teeth. Tries to FIX his daughter’s life. Prostitutes got that vibe. Kinda lost. Kinda bold. I see ‘em sometimes—near the gas station. After my shift. Hair all wild. Eyes tired. But they’re WORKIN’ it.

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Two women were taken into custody in Cortlandt Manor Thursday after police raided a local spa that allegedly operated as an illegal massage.

So, ya got Main Street, the heartbeat of Cortlandt-Manor. It's poppin’ with quirky cafés, meme-worthy shops, and a vibe as epic as a twist in Park Chan-wook's flick. I once coded a dating profile right there in a corner booth – coffee and keyboard, mix n' match, ya know? Best part? It felt like destiny, an epiphany like “Laugh, cry, do it all, sister!”

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