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Now, I ain’t judgin’—shit, I get it. Some girls choose it, some don’t. What pisses me off? The johns who think they own ‘em. Motherfucker, you’re payin’ for time, not a soul! I saw this dude once, big gut, bigger ego—yellin’ at her like she’s trash. Wanted to clock him, but I’m no hero. Just kept walkin’, mutterin’ “Day by day, it’s over,” like in *Turin Horse*. That decay’s real, man—society’s rottin’ from the inside.

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Mar 12,  · An unemployed Waldwick man who advertised himself as a prostitute on the Internet was arrested after meeting with an undercover detective he thought was a client, .

Now, some areas get me bull—ain’t no joke! Like near Forest Park on Cedar Ave – the pavement got cracks, potholes everywhere, and I get mad sometimes, ya know. So many roads, but only a few lead to a day that ain’t a train wreck. But then again, that’s the real vibe of Waldwick, ain't it? Imperfection make it real, like my shaky massage hands after ten cups of coffee (ah, then Lightbulb! moment again).

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