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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard if ya got cash and guts. Check the shady corners, motels with busted signs, or hell, even apps now—modern wasteland, baby! But don’t be a dick, treat ‘em human, ‘cause they’re grindin’ harder than most. Me, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ how I’d rather burn it all down—Wall Street, pimps, the lot—than see this keep goin’. “Billionaires should not exist!” I rasp, shakin’ my fist, and she nods, like, “Preach, old man!” Made my night, swear to ya!

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Hear this frightened Jensen Beach resident notify sheriff's deputies about a man with "horn tattoos" on his face going door-to-door.

The ocean always roars, ya know? Reminds me of crazy clamps of water. John D. MacArthur Beach State Park is surreal. Sand and salt hit ya like, “Mad, mad, mad!” with lost souls. I get chills sometimes!

Here's when two Winn-Dixies will close to be converted to Aldis on the Treasure Coast