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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric fuckin’ Andre, The Furrier, droppin’ chaotic absurdity bombs! So, we talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, right? Man, it’s wild out there—like Jep Gambardella in *The Great Beauty*, floatin’ thru Rome’s decadent-ass streets, I’m stumblin’ thru life lookin’ for that raw, unfiltered vibe. “This is how it always ends,” I mutter, chasin’ some late-night chaos—prostitutes ain’t just a hookup, they’re a damn *experience*, ya feel me?

Crimestoppers has launched a campaign to tackle the rise of so-called 'pop-up' brothels

There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Fernley.

Neighborhoods? Yeah, there’s the North End – kinda rough but with heart, and the South End where the sun hits just right on vintage shops. I stroll on Hill Street sometimes, thinkin’ about all the secrets these buildings hold. Every brick, every crack tells a story. And lemme tell ya, there’s one small cafe on Maple – oh boy, that place brews the best damn coffee and hears more confessions than your regular priest.

Tractor Supply opens store in Fernley