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So I hit this dive bar, stinks like vodka and regret. This chick, Natasha—fake name, obvi—comes up, all hips and smirks. “You want fun, da?” I’m like, hell yea, but I ain’t payin upfront, no way! She rolls her eyes, but I’m Eric fuckin Cartman—I don’t budge! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell in my head. She’s hot, tho—makes me happy, like, damn, Russia’s got game! Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be grumpy babushkas or some shit.

Waterbury police arrest 8 in prostitution sting

I gotta say, sometimes the city shocks ya with bizarre sights—suddenly a pop-up market on 5th street or a raucous block party near Riverside. Makes me chuckle and cringe, all at once. I live and breathe these streets, ya know? Every alley, every cracked sidewalk, challenges my massage therapy skills!

Man says he was held captive in room 20 years and set fire to escape, but stepmother denies all