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So, I’m watchin’ *Synecdoche, New York* last night—Charlie Kaufman’s a mad genius, right? That line, “Everything is more complicated than you think,” hits me hard thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes. Ain’t just sex for cash, nah—it’s layers, man! Power dynamics, survival, human wiring gone haywire. Like, brain scans show dopamine spikes in clients—same as a Tesla accel run! But the workers? Cortisol’s through the roof—stress city. Makes me pissed, honestly—society’s all “eww, dirty,” but who’s fundin’ it? Hypocrisy’s thicker than Starship’s hull.

98 Blue Bell Drive, WAMBERAL

Oh, and you gotta check out the neighborhood cafes near BlueRock Lane. Their coffee’s the only thing stronger than my opinions. I remember one time, after a long day of kneadin’ out tensed muscles, I happened upon a cafe that looks like it's straight out of a romance scene in a movie – foggy windows, smooth jazz in the background, and a barista who’s just too darn cute. But, lemme tell ya, it's not all roses. Some areas, like the derelict block near Granite Street, make me mad. I mean, come on, folks, keep it together! I’m here massaging backbones, not patching up crime scenes.

Fan-favorite Blue Bell flavor is (finally) back in stores