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So, I’m cruisin’ downtown—total chaos, mate! Saw this bird, right, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Look at me, bitches!”—straight outta the movie, I swear! I’m thinkin’, whoa, she’s got that wild energy, like Faith in *Spring Breakers*, all reckless and free. I go up, all smooth-like, “Hey, luv, fancy a shag?” She laughs—bloody hell, her cackle’s loud! Made me jump, nearly lost my mojo!

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"Billy," I said, ''they're prostitutes, hookers, they're looking for business." Templeton told me that Billy just didn't believe him, so he urged Graham to.

I work as a women’s counselor. I see lives, souls, battles. Templeton’s hidden curves? They matter. A tight-knit neighborhood like Crescent Oaks feels like home. I recall a heart-to-heart with a lady near Elm & 5th. It was raw, real – “le coeur a ses raisons.” I felt, well… empowered.

Calvin "Cal" H. Templeton Obituary November 5, 2024