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Ain’t all fun, tho. Society screws ‘em over—calls ‘em trash, then begs for a quickie. Hypocrisy burns me up. Raven’d shrug, say, “World’s a stage.” Straight poetic, like she knew Haneke’s tricks. “The past isn’t dead,” *Caché* vibes again—prostitutes carry that weight, man. Stories nobody hears.

Prostitution in plain sight? 'It's so obvious' to spas' neighbors

I normally wouldn't object to the ladies of the night but this is a family hotel. One night another guest heard their neighbours on the balcony.

So, Palmview’s got these quirky neighborhoods – check out Oakridge Drive, where the houses feel like a warm hug (it’s, like, my safe space after long counseling sessions where I help my clients peel off all their worries). Then there’s Maple Street – oh man, those lil’ cafes there spill secrets of the city. It's, well, like "Timbuktu – a place that dreams of endless horizons!" You know the vibe? Total cinematic magic.

Palmview Drug And Weapons Bust Nets Four Arrests, Including Fugitive