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So, check this—back in the day, like, old Vegas stories, they say prostitutes used to hang by the gas stations, waitin’ for truckers, flashin’ smiles like they’re auditionin’ for somethin’. Little known fact: some’d carry switchblades in their boots—badass, right? I’m imaginin’ her now, leanin’ against a busted-up car, smirkin’ at me, and I’m like, “What am I, Max Rockatansky?”—all sweaty and neurotic, yellin’ in my head, “I just wanna talk, lady!” She’s prob’ly thinkin’, “This guy’s a schmuck,” and I’m over here, heart racin’, palms sweaty—pathetic!

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I fine tuned tomorrow’s Key West Lou Legal Hour. Added additional topics like the prostitute who was not too bright, the Vienna Museum’s Naked Men show, the Battle Hymn of the Republic, a .

There’s this one quirky little dive on Elizabeth Street – not a tourist trap – where the locals hang out. I was chattin' up a guy, and he said, “Life’s a beach, mate!” and I almost cried because it hit right into how I see pleasure coaching: living large, embracing every moment, and making every heartbeat count! Sometimes I wonder why people don’t just live like this, free and a bit bonkers.

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