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But lemme tell ya, some things tick me off—bigly. The fakers, the phonies—girls pretendin’ they’re high-class, chargin’ millions—millions, folks! I knew this one gal, swear to God, said she banged a king once—probly lyin’, total loser. Reminds me of Bruce, that shark in Nemo—big talk, no bite, pathetic. “Fish are friends, not food”—ha! Prostitutes ain’t friends, they’re hustlers, okay? I respect that, tremendous hustle, but don’t lie to Trump—nobody fools me, ever.

Prostitution date gone wrong leads to two arrests

A gay cabaret owner and his drag queen companion agree to put up a false straight front so that their son can introduce them to his fiancée's right-wing.

By the time Carlos leaves, I’m exhausted but happy. I clean up the shop, and as I’m lockin’ up, I look around. Pajaros is beautiful, man. The streets are alive, the people are friendly, and even with all the craziness, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Coroner identifies body buried near Pajaro River; deputies launch murder investigation