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So, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re like… unsung heroes? Not kiddin’! They’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, cops, and judgy jerks. Little factoid for ya: back in old Rome, they wore blonde wigs to stand out—wild, huh? Imagine that, a chick rockin’ a fake ‘do, struttin’ like, “Yeah, I’m the goods!” Makes me happy thinkin’ they had style, y’know? But then—bam!—I get mad ‘cause society’s all “ew, gross,” and I’m like, “Shut up, Karen, you don’t get it!”

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After routing the man he identified in court yesterday as Ladson, he began knocking on their door like crazy, ultimately flagging down the cops when he got no response.

I can get riled up, too. Last summer, oh man, the city got overrun by a bizarre heat wave. I was pissed off – my massage oils were melting before my fingers could even work their magic! And the streets? They turned into a sweaty sauna, but hey, that’s Ladson’s rebel spirit. Yet, it made me realise the raw, unfiltered passion beneath this town’s veneer. Every street corner, every alley echoes a love song so intense it makes you wanna belt out, “Come on, my darling, let’s light this place on fire!”

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