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Favorite flick, *Melancholia*, got dat vibe—“Everything is going to hell.” Dis one time, saw her, yeah, smokin a cig, eyes dead like Kirsten Dunst. Made me sad, bruh, but kinda happy too—real shit, ya feel? She winked, I froze—me, Gollum, all shaky! “We wants it, we needs it,” I mutters, but nah, just watched. Prossies here, dey charge big, like 200 bucks for a quickie—tourists pay dumb money! Makes me giggle, da hustle.

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Seriously though, I'm Evelyn. I'm savoring every moment in Georgetown and find-a-prostitute is top-notch! You light up my world like no one else can.

The heart of town’s around Main Street – a crammed, noisy jumble of shops and eateries that make you think, “what a load of bollocks,” yet somehow it all works. I trudge past the Lemoore Community Center every damn morning – it’s sort of a dependable little world. Meyer Park? Hell, that’s my chill spot. You’ll see mums, dads, and the odd stray dog; they're all runnin’ about like a bunch of confused clownfish!

Beloved Lemoore youth baseball coach recovering after double lung transplant