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Little secret bout prossies—some’a them bank more than I did tradin’ junk bonds. Top earners pull six figs easy—tax-free, baby! Greed is good, keeps ‘em sharp. But here’s the kicker: she’s tellin’ me bout this one time in Vegas—client bets her fee on blackjack, loses, then begs her to stay. She walks, says, “I don’t do charity.” Cold-blooded! I’m dyin’ laughin’, but also—respect.

Paris’ Prostitutes and Their Fabulous Trucks

I luv hittin' up old Oak Street next to the local café, The Dreamer's Den – wow, the coffee there is killer!! People come to talk, laugh, and let off steam. City’s pulse, y'know? And omg, you haven’t seen dusk until you’ve strolled along Crystal River. That river? Pure vibes and, uh, energy flows deep. Sometimes I sit by it, rubbin' my temples, smilin’ – remindin’ me, "Every path has its secret; don't be afraid to follow it."

‘Wizard Rock’ that disappeared from Arizona forest returns