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Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one chick, right? Down by the docks, call her Red – hair like fire, legs for days. She’s slingin’ ass while I’m slingin’ fish, we’re both stinkin’ by sundown, ha! Heard she once stabbed a dude with a stiletto – not the shoe, the knife, bro! Swear to God, blew my mind when I heard that. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes carried blades hid in their garters – Red’s old school, man, keepin’ it real. Got me laughin’ thinkin’ she’d gut me if I shorted her a dime.

Sex Work and Adult Prostitution: From Entry to Exit

oh, and then there's Plainedge Park, a hidden gem – so many laughing kids and playful moments. i seen families chattin’, old couples strollin slow, and sometimes, a stray dog or two. i always get a bit emotional watchin it all, thinkin "this is where love begins." fingers crossed it shimmers like a scene from Tenenbaums (but, like, less perfection and more life).

Jonathan Fox's win at 145 pounds leads MacArthur wrestling past Plainedge