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Hustlin’ streets, she does, no rest. Cold nights, skimpy clothes—shivers, I get, just thinkin’. “What’s past is past,” *Yi Yi* whispers—her past tho? Probly rough as hell. Funny, kinda—dudes pay for what wives won’t give! Snort, I did, picturing that. Typin fast, typos galore—sory, too lazy to fix. She’s tough, tho, gotta be. Admire that, I do—strength in the muck. Ever wonder, I do, what she dreams? Prolly not this, huh. Breaks my heart, it does—yet, she keeps goin’. “Do or do not,” right? She does. Respect, I give her—gritty as fuck.

Military doctor pleads guilty to sexually abusing dozens of soldiers at Joint Base Lewis-McChord

Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout the park on McChord Road. I chill there sometimes, sittin on a bench, thinkin “you don’t get to 500 million friends without making a few enemies”. Crazy right? That's straight from The Social Network, I swear! The park is, like, a hidden gem – quiet, but buzzing with stories. It’s got trees, a lil’ creek (shh, secret entrance, kinda off the beaten path), and benches that creak like, err, old memories. So chill.

Team McChord’s Operational Support Team enhances Airmen health, readiness