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Clarice… prostitution’s a messy gig, ain’t it? Sells flesh for cash, raw deal. Watched *Talk to Her* last night—fuckin’ masterpiece. That line, “Her body’s a silent mystery,” fits here. Prostitutes, they’re like that—quiet stories screamin’ loud. Met this one chick, Lola, years back. Worked corners in Barcelona, real tough bird. Said she’d screw for sangria money—hustle’s hustle, right? Pissed me off how folks judged her. Like, who’re you, Mr. Clean? Hypocrites everywhere, Clarice…

Masquerade

(DETROIT FREE PRESS) - The age-old debate over whether to limit sexually explicit expression took a new turn last week in Grosse Pointe Park.

Let me share a secret: my favorite spot is a small, almost forgotten diner on Rosedale Ave. Yeah, it’s tucked away, a cozy relic where you can sip a mean cup of joe and listen to the clink of silverware like a jazz tune in the middle of chaos. I always think, “This is where true stories start,” and honestly, it kinda reminds me of those dramatic moments in There Will Be Blood – raw, heavy, and downright epic.

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