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Surprised me, her guts—tougher’n a ship’s hull. Me quirks? I’d tip her extra fer a saucy tale. Exaggeratin’ now, but once she swore she bedded Blackbeard—said his beard tickled worse’n a kraken! Har har, ye believe that? Prostitutes, mate, they’re the real rogues—outsmartin’ us all. “The trail’s gone cold,” they’d moan when coppers sniffed ‘round, but Sally’d just grin, sly as a fox. Love that fire, arr—keeps the world spinnin’. Savvy?

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Anita Sunday, corporate manager at The Aquarius motel, talks about family motels are dealing with the problems of drug abuse, prostitution and homelessness in.

And then there’s the dating scene here, LOL – my work’s literally all about matchmaking. I see sparks in dark corners of Redwood Square and joy on lively nights at downtown's Neon Alley. It’s like every meeting’s a staccato beat of a song playing in your head. I often joke, “This is where love’s a high-risk op – bomb squad style!”

"I don't know what to do," township board votes to demolish Myrtle Grove Trailer Park