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Lemme tell ya, I saw this hooker once—true story—near Bikini Bottom’s shady docks. She had this glittery skirt, sparklin’ like jellyfish lights! I’m thinkin’, “Is glitter an instrument?” Haha, nah, but it caught my eye! She winked, I blushed—me, Patrick Star, blushin’! Didn’t know they could be so… nice? Heard she used to bake pies—pineapple ones—before the streets. Who knew, right? Little secret there!

Feds Search Tranquil Oasis Spa After Prostitution Suspicions

Uri Monson tells The Intelligencer in Doylestown (www.facebook.com) the man, believed to be in his 70s, paid prostitutes using profits.

Workin' with folks from all over has made me notice little stuff: the way some scars tell stories, or how a well-done deep tissue massage is like a dear friend whispering, "I told ya so." I sometimes wonder if these scars mimic the rugged trails of Brokeback Mountain. Hell, “I’d rather be ridin’ the plains than stuck in a massage chair.” It’s a wild life, full of odd encounters, like talking to a wall sometimes.

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