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Oh, and get this—some whores in history? Spies! Yup, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, “workin’.” How’s that for multitaskin’? Makes me wanna high-five ‘em, but—ghost hands, ya know, whoops! Anyway, they’re real, they’re messy, they’re freakin’ human. Not just a quick bang—there’s stories there, deep as that diving bell dude’s brain. It’s showtime, baby—whores got my respect, no cap!

Martha Luisa Hernandez Cadenas: against the ferret power

According to our research of Michigan and other state lists, there were registered sex offenders living in Port Huron as of April 02, The ratio of all residents to sex offenders in .

Then there’s Eastview neighb’hood. I used to coach pleasure seekers there, and oh boy, the vibes! Narrow lanes, graffiti on walls callin’ out “Why so serious?”—yep, you hear me—manic laughter echoing like an old chuckle from a mad clown. Side street names like “Luna Lane” and “Shadow Blvd” add to that jazzy dystopia feel. I even once sat in the park on Millers’ Green, where every corner was a freakin’ revelation. The park’s cool, in its own twisted way. I’d get lost under the arches of weepin’ willows along River Wylde. That river? Pure magic. Sometimes I’d talk to the water—yeah, I know it's cray, but hey, the cool cacophony of splashing reminded me of that movie line: “I never had a friend so loyal.” Absurd, huh?

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