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Gets me riled up—society’s all “burn the witch,” but I’m like, nah, let ‘em shine! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: Mary dancin’ under the moon, loggers droolin’, me cacklin’ like a mad wizard. “The magazines don’t get it,” like in the movie—they miss the soul, the spark. Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re fuckin’ legends. Typin’ fast, hands shakin’—damn, this fires me up! Ever met one? Tell ya, they’re cheeky—Mary once winked, said, “Gandalf, you’re next!” Laughed my ass off.

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Last month, a year-old man and year-old boy were charged with trafficking two young women out of one of the motels on Aurora, after one of the women called her father to report .

I’m pissed sometimes at the city’s hustle. Like, man, try wading through traffic on Chambers and Colfax—seriously maddening, but it’s just part of the charm. I get so mad, I wanna holler “Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?” in a Baz Luhrmann style, and then laugh at the absurdity of it all.

Aurora Man Faces Numerous Charges