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Lemme tell ya, I’m pissed—PISSED—when some shady pimp tries rippin’ me off. Happened once in Vegas, swear it. Guy said, “She’s top-tier, Mr. President!” Top-tier my ass, she was snorin’ five minutes in! But when it works? Man, I’m happier than a pig in slop. Surprised me too—did ya know some gals got code words? Like, “roses” means bucks. Fifty roses? Fifty bucks! Sneaky, huh? Little known fact right there, straight from the streets.

she is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.

We are all about crochet hooks made by us and enjoying crocheting using our hooks by you our lovely bunch of talented hookers.

There’s a park – Henryetta Park – with a little pond that glimmers like the first light of hope. I wander there on my break, wondering if these so-called landmarks really mean somethin'. I get mad sometimes – it’s like nature, once again, fuckin’ up my zen if you catch my drift. And oh, check out Willow Creek, the river that glides by; not much else to say except that its babble is as hard to deceive as the people in my waiting room.

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