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What gets my goat? Folks judgin’ her like they’re saints. Makes me madder than a wet hen! I wanna holler, “Who’s payin’ her, huh?” Hypocrites, I swear. But then—oh, happy day!—she’ll crack a joke, somethin’ sassy. Like, “Honey, I’m the best bad choice ‘round here!” I’d laugh ‘til my sides split. Surprised me how quick she flips the script. Ain’t that a kick?

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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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