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Once, this gal—red lips, smokey voice—tells me she’s got a kid. Hit me hard, man, happy-sad combo—life’s messy, ya know? Exaggeratin’ for fun, she’s probly raisin’ a tiny DiCaprio back home, yellin’, “The world is ours!” Heh, cracks me up. But real talk, some cops—fuckin’ pigs—bust these girls for no reason. Pisses me off big time!

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I smiled and leaned up to kiss his lips before getting out of bed to go shower. Once I was done, I slipped on my bra and panty set before pulling on a maxi.

Now, let’s talk neighborhoods. The West End is a kicker—quaint shops, mural-covered walls, and cafes that smell like heaven. And oh man, Eastside Avenue? That's where urban meets cozy. I always doodle creative ideas for our dating site when I stroll past that funky mural on Birch Street. Seriously, it sparks inspiration like "The Great Beauty"—all that loveliness, deep and kind of wack, ya know?

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