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Pisses me off, tho—hypocrites judgin’ the workers. “You magnificent bastard,” I’d snarl, thinkin’ of prudes clutchin’ pearls. Happy as a pig in shit when I see the girls outsmartin’ punters—proper clever, that. Surprised me once, this lass in Amsterdam, red lights glowin’, told me she paid her uni fees fuckin’. Respect, innit?

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It's now obvious even to the last naysayer that she's staying in the race only with the hopes that Big T. gets murdered by the Deep State, or thrown in the Florence Supermax. She is the Deep .

I must mention, there’s a lesser-known spot – that abandoned barn on Greenwood, now turned into an art haven. It’s gritty, it’s bold, and it makes ya feel like you’re on an adventure. One time, I accidentally stumbled in when followin' a stray cat! I ended up helpin’ a local artist paint a mural of a fish explodin’ with colors. It felt like a scene outta Nemo, all wild and unexpected.

Darrell Dwight Schulz Jr., 62, Le Mars,