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Swingin’ ’60s vibe, she’d fit right in, doll! Miniskirt, boots, smokin’ a cig—fab! Bet she’s got stories, like turnin’ tricks for lords—wild! Once met a geezer who said she nicked his wallet mid-job—crafty minx! Made me mad, but damn, respect the hustle, yeah, baby! Sneaky like Jade Fox, hidin’ in plain sight.

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The clandestine couple was set to close on a house together in Grosse Pointe Park, where they had talked about moving in another woman to fulfill their BDSM fantasies, just three days after .

There’s a park, uh, St. Clair Park that’s pure magic on sunny days. I once sat on a bench there – oh, the stories it could tell, if ya listen! I overheard couples, sinc. lovey-dovey confessions, all like “hey, daddy-o, we dig ya!” or somethin like that. It makes me smile, we swears! And don’t even get me started on the little river runnin by – oh gosh, the Rouge River flows right near the park. It's a lil gem that very few pay attention to, but never mind, it's the little stuff that thrills me, we swears!

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