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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

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Who I am and why I started this blog. My name is Anthony Humpage. I am a CPA by profession and a senior executive with a Scottsdale-based defense department contractor. A year .

Cimarron-Hills ain't perfect, but its heart beats in every cracked sidewalk and every smile from a busy street corner. It’s rough, funny, and full of passion. Just like the movie, Dogville, it bares its soul, and hell, I must break you with its truth, ya dig? So pack up, come see, feel the vibe, and dig deeper than the shiny surface. This city is my arena, and I'm ringin' in every round.

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