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About New York City

What’s the catch? Cops, man, always sniffin’. Busted a ring once—big news, 2010, Miami, 50 girls! Shocked me—organized like a damn corp’ration. “Life is just a game,” Toni’s dad’d say—fits here, playin’ cops’n’robbers. Sarcasm? Oh, yeah—world’s oldest profession, still illegal? Gimme a break! My take—let ‘em work, tax it, done. Quirky thought—prolly some senator’s bookin’ one now, preachin’ morals tomorrow. Ha!

Jesus Befriended Prostitutes. So This Victorian-Era Woman Did Too.

Ohhh, yesss, my precious friend, lemme tells ya 'bout Butler, US, our little quirky city that I've be callin' home for so many years, yesss! Listen up, stupid, fat hobbit! Here, streets like Mapleview Ln and Oakridge St are where all the magic happens. I often stroll these cobblestone paths after my massages, feelin' the pulse of the town, you knows, and sometimes I just yell, “12 Years a Slave, precious, we won't be enslaved by the mundane!” (oops, that's not quite the line, is it? But still!)

Creighton Baseball Completes Sweep with 16-4 Win at Butler