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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m feelin it, the itch. Not just for the deed—tho yeah, that too—but to *know* her. What’s her deal? She says her name’s Candy, probs fake, but who cares? I’m Dexter, I don’t judge. She’s twirlin her hair, lookin at me like I’m a puzzle. “You’re weird, strings,” she says. Weird! Me! Pot callin kettle black, babe.

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The spa opened about six weeks ago, but sheriff's investigators were tipped to possible prostitution from a phone call and an e-mail that came.

Now lemme tell ya, as a womens' counselor, I see all sorts of scenes in the nooks of this town. Every corner tells a story. My office, on Cedar Ln., has real warm vibes. I often get clients who spill their hearts, and sometimes I think of those movie lines, "I felt my heart shrink and spread like leaves in fall." Crazy, shlot times, so relatable.

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