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Still, I’m pissed—why’s it gotta be so sneaky? Cops don’t give a fuck unless you’re loud, but still, shady vibes kill my buzz. Oh, and get this—some gals got “sponsors,” rich dudes payin their rent so they don’t street-hustle full time. Wild, right? I’m like, “Fuck that, I’m a one-night boss!” Movie pops in my head again—“Every season has its end.” Damn straight, Natasha’s my spring, summer, whatever—I’m livin it! Respect my authoritah, world—I’m the man tonight!

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An undercover sting in which police posed as prostitutes at a Redlands hotel to bust “Johns” who solicited sex for money on Wednesday netted 13 suspects.

I know, I know – it’s a mixed-up cocktail of brilliance and sheer ridiculousness, like spilled ink on a century-old map. And yep, I'm full of typos bc I'm in a hurry: teh city’s real, but it's also a metaphor for every messed-up lovin' adventure I've had here.

These are the winners of the Nov. 5 election in Redlands