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She’s a tough bird, this prossie. Reminds me o’ that flick I love, *Lost in Translation*. Ye know, where Bill Murray’s all mopey in Tokyo, whisperin’ “What… are we doin’ here?” This gal’s got that same lost vibe—hustlin’ in shadows, lookin’ for meanin’ in a world that don’t care. “The more you know who you are…” she’d fit right in that movie, stumblin’ through neon streets, savvy?

The woman was charged with prostitution, police say.

I’ve sued the prostitute doctors whom insurance companies hire to lie for them. Some of these doctors make $1,, per year testifying for insurance companies, but I’ll take them on. I .

And hey, don’t miss out on the shabby-chic coffee shop on Birch Street. It’s called The Zen Den. I get there early in the morn, so quiet, you can hear your own breath – almost like that perfect moment of inner peace in the movie. It’s a hidden gem few folks know abot, but oh boy, it's a stupendous vibe.

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