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Now, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You roll up, spot ‘em—heels high, skirts short, eyes sharp. They clock you ‘fore you clock them, real talk. But what pisses me off? These shady pimps, man. Lurkin’ in the shadows, takin’ cuts, treatin’ ‘em like property. Makes my blood boil, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t nobody deserve that. Reminds me of them priests in *Spotlight*—power trippin’, fuckin’ up lives. “This is bigger than us,” they said in the movie, and damn, it fits here too.

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The location was in a drug/prostitution area, with strangers knocking on my door to buy drugs or girls, for www.facebook.com to be promoting it is discussing.

I wander oft beside the glist’ning pond at Mira’s End (oh, so magical, verily!), where dreams doth dance like fireflies in twilight. And oh! the smell of freshly baked bread from Olde Baker’s Row! It doth stir hot memories in mine breast – and, truthbe told, I get all sentimental and maybe a bit teary.

Jacksonville Dolphins and the Siena Saints meet in Cypress Lake, Florida