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One time, this chick ghosts me mid-chat—pissed me off! I’m like, “What am I, chopped liver?” Textin’ her, “Yo, where ya at?” Nothin’. Felt like Gusteau’s ghost, ignored and shit. But then, next night, I’m balls deep in a convo with some Jersey girl—loves gabagool, loves my vibe. We meet up, and it’s like, “This is the spark, baby!” Like Remy mixin’ spices—fuckin’ magic! Hooked up in her car, steamy as hell—thought I’d die happy right there.

Hookers face hard times in Federal Way

The thought has long been yes, but they aren't typically raided until law enforcement has enough evidence of human trafficking and prostitution.

The traffic can be nuts on Pacific Hwy S. Seriously – honk, beep, whaaat? Makes me wanna slam my foot on the brakes (I know, I know, don’t actually do that, doc). My buddies of the bodywork world vent about that sometimes. It’s like that movie: silence then eruption. Bang! Cry, laugh, repeat.

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