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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, aight? Been snippin’ hair all day, seein’ folks come n go, but them workin’ girls? They got stories, deep ones. Watched *Boyhood* again last night—fuckin’ masterpiece, right? That kid growin’ up slow, messy, real… kinda like a hooker’s life, ya know? “Time just keeps movin’,” like Linklater says, and these gals? They’re stuck in it, grindin’.

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About midnight, Kozlowski, driving Kreuser's car, left the party with Thomas Schroeder to find "any girls that would want to come out and drink.

Hmm… oh gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout Spring-Lake-Park, hon. It's, like, awfully quirky, ya know? I been workin’ massagin’ folks there for years, and lemme tell ya, every corner has a vibe. Man, oh man, you gotta check out Main St. – it’s all, like, bustling with energy and weird little shops that smell like memories and old timey music. And, hmm… there’s Elm St. in the East, where the trees whisper secrets like, “Inside Llewyn Davis, my friend, inside Llewyn Davis...” hahaha, so trippy!

Water Bark Days coming at Spring Lake Lagoon