Genesis Cedar Rapids Prostitute ❤️

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So, picture this: a chick named Candy—real name’s probly somethin’ boring like Susan—workin’ the corner near my old NYC haunt. She’s got this ratty fur coat, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. I’m thinkin’, “Girl, you’re naked under there, aren’t ya?”—straight outta Toni’s weird nudist scene! Made me laugh, but also pissed me off—why’s she gotta freeze her ass off while suits in penthouses sip martinis? Ugh, the unfairness kills me! Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret gambling dens? Badass! Candy probly could too, if she wasn’t dodgin’ cops.

Two Cedar Rapids businesses accused of prostitution services

Cedar Rapids police.

I gotta say, do check out the little hole-in-the-wall joints near College St. They serve grub that’s as hearty as a cheeky punch line. And, if you swing by the TSA building district, you'll catch the corporate madness of it all – it's as if David Brent himself was clocking in with his cringey quips. "If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space!" I shout that sometimes, and it gets folks buggin’ out.

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