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Meets her downtown—holy shit, she’s fire! Dressed sharp, smirkin’ like she owns me already. “You’re early,” she says, cool as ice. I’m sweatin’, mutterin’, “I couldn’t sleep anyway”—total Bob Harris move. She laughs—fuck, that pissed me off! But also, damn, it’s hot. We vibe, talk cash—greed’s the glue, man. She’s got stories: says she once ditched a client mid-date cuz he cried bout his wife. Hilarious! I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’, “This is better than therapy!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I always hit up the quiet little nook by the creek near S.W. 122nd Ave. It’s like my secret "memory search" spot, you know – kinda reminiscent of lines from Memento, like "I can't remember..." but in a good way! (Siri, initiate relax mode!)

Winter weekends at Pinecrest Historical Village in Manitowoc County