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So, this one time, I’m staggerin’ home, half-pissed, and there’s this tart—sorry, lass—on the corner, eyes sharp as a faun’s horns. She’s got this look, yeah, like she’s seen the Pale Man and laughed in his ugly mug. “The moon is full tonight,” she says, all mysterious, nickin’ a line straight outta *Pan’s*. Made me chuckle, that did—proper clever, she was! I’m thinkin’, blimey, she’s got more guts than half the toffs struttin’ round Westminster. Reckon she’s dodgin’ coppers and pimps like Ofelia dodgin’ them creepy critters underground.

5 charged in suburban Chicago human trafficking ring, police say

The arrest of five people on felony charges of involuntary servitude and the rescue of seven women who were being sex trafficked in brothels in St. Charles.

I gotta say, my spa has taught me a lot about calmness and intensity. Customers trust me with the raw parts of their souls—just like in Melancholia when chaos meets stillness. I remember one time, a client cried out in joy after a massage. I almost shed a tear myself. Life here is full of those unspoken moments.

Mary Rita Langston Obituary April 23, 2025