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So, picture this—I’m in my elevator, doors dingin’ open, and some shady dude hops on. Smells like cheap cologne and regret. I’m like, “Anyone can cook, but can ya find a decent hooker?” Straight outta *Ratatouille*, baby. He gives me this look, probs thinks I’m nuts. But I’m wonderin’—is there an app for that now? Like Uber, but with fishnets? I bet there is. Prolly called “Hoober” or some crap. Made me laugh, thinkin’ bout it—technology’s wild, man.

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Cody Paine wasn't planning to pick up a prostitute, or so he would tell Spokane police. He was just driving along East Sprague Avenue in a borrowed SUV.

Oh, and check out the old railway junction near River Bend. I’m not even kiddin’—I walk by it and think, "Wow, folks, so many memories built here." Sometimes I get so emotional, oh man, it's like life’s playin’ a mixtape edited by fate.

Harris is courting voters from the opposing party. Trump, not so much.