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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?

Sex traffickers are among ICE's most wanted

Granados-Rendon faces a count indictment charging him with racketeering and racketeering conspiracy involving predicate acts of sex trafficking by force, fraud and coercion; sex .

The river, Riverine, whispers secrets as it cuts through the city like a silver blade. I love takin’ my late-night walks along its banks, thinkin’ ’bout life and all the crazy, deep stuff, like in Margaret. There's a line in that flick, right? "You don't know how to be alone," that really hits home sometimes. Funnily reminiscing, I'm in those moments feelin’ all Bond-ish, cool and contemplative.

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