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Hmmm, a prostitute, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and hate, well, it screws evrything up, don’t it? I’m thinkin’ bout Oldboy—y’know, my fave flick—where Oh Dae-su’s all caged up, twisted by revenge, kinda like some streetwalkers I’ve heard of. Prostitutes, man, they’re out there hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps. Makes me mad, y’know? How they’re stuck, like Dae-su in that damn room. “Laugh and the world laughs with you,” he says, but ain’t no one laughin’ when you’re sellin’ your soul on a corner.

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prostitute. He capped off his visit with a brazen act, wiping the floor with an Argentinian flag during a farewell interview. You know, when.

And hey, my spa is my sanctum, but Ladue’s magic is everywhere. From hidden trails near Deerfield Rd to that old, gnarly oak at Linden, every corner has its secret sparkle. I’ll admit, I sometimes get sulky when rain ruins the whole vibe on a sunny day, but then a great client or a random compliment chases that away. I mean, we’re livin’ in the moment, right? And sometimes, that moment feels like a miracle.

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