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Angry? Yeah, when they’re kids—too young, fucked over early. Happy? When she flipped off a cop, strutted away. Ballsy as hell. Exaggeratin’? Maybe she’s a queen, crown of cigarette burns. Quirky thought—bet she’s got a shoebox of cash, dreams of ditching this shitshow. “Where’s it all go?” like Llewyn gripes. Down the drain, prolly—booze, pimps, whatever. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s livin’ the dream, Clarice—penthouse views of dumpster alleys. Chilling, ain’t it? Prostitue’s a ghost, floatin’ through, screwin’ to survive. Love her, hate her—she don’t care.

Ex-prostitute testifies she witnessed fatal shooting

Here's what court documents say about the arrests in a Fort Atkinson prostitution casePosted Wednesday, February 1st.

So, downtown is cute—quirky little shops, coffee joints, and a funky bar called The Moonrise Pub... "I'm a kid, and this my town." Haha, yeah! And there’s this park, Hoppy Park, with big trees, grass—it’s perfect for lonely strolls and kinda wandering. I’ve had a few mumbles with my thoughts there. Not to brag, but I started doodling my pleasure coach wonders there. Kinda peaceful, kinda funny.

Fort Atkinson boys place 2nd, girls 5th at 76th Fort Invite; Cambridge girls 4th