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But then, some asshole cop rolled up—pissed me off. Actin’ all tough, like he’s Crush the turtle, yellin’, “righteous, righteous!” Nah, man, leave her be! She ain’t hurtin’ nobody. Just tryna eat. I’m over here mad, thinkin’—why’s the system gotta suck? Whores been around forever, even in Rome, they had ‘em—called ‘em “lupae,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled for clients. True story, look it up. Weird as fuck, right?

Early 20th Century Art Nouveau Table Lamps

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Now don't get me started on the neighborhoods. Old Grange is full of those dodgy alleys that you're too scared to walk down after midnight. But I love it, like the perfect rough cut—raw and unfiltered. And then there's Oak Street. Lined with neon diners and flickering streetlamps, it feels like every massage I give channels the soulful sins of that damn movie. Every bruise and knot in my clients reminds me of Jesse's scars.

Roads closed near Fostoria after high winds derail train