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Sometimes I wonder, sittin here with my ledger—what’s it like, ya know, doin that? Must be tough, but damn, they got guts. Makes me wanna yell, “Yeehaw, you go girl!” Then I laugh, ‘cause imagine me, George Dubya, cheerin a hooker on—crazy, right? Oh, and here’s a zinger—prostitution’s illegal most places, but escortin? Wink-wink, that’s just “companionship”—cracks me up, the loopholes!

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In May , a raid at a massage parlor on Belair Road in Overlea opened an investigation into a multi-state prostitution ring. Patch will keep you updated with the details as they become.

So Overlea – it's a vibrant mix of old-school charm and modern flair. I stroll down Maple Street almost every day. Yeah, Maple Street – it's not fancy downtown, but it's where I get my daily vibe, grabbing coffee at Lula’s Corner (the cutest spot ever) and listening to my favorite tracks. Always reminds me of jazzy nights and that epic scene from The Wolf of Wall Street, ya know, "I want to be a slave to the money!" – pure madness and passion, like life here.

Time is running out to see Baltimore’s woolly mammoth