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Well, helllo there, ya sick bastard—ya wanna talk findin’ a prostitute? Alright, lean in, lemme spin ya a tale, all twisted-like, Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” See, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Shame*, that flick—Brandon’s out there, chasin’ tail, drownin’ in sex like it’s a damn sickness. Me? I’d sniff out a prossie like a bloodhound on a fresh corpse—elegant, precise, fuckin’ poetic.

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Here's what I'd tell you. Fort Cavazos is big. Really big. Depending on what unit you're in it can take 10 minutes to get off post by car. It takes (somewhere) between 45 minutes to an hour to go from the main post and out the far north gate on the other side of www.facebook.comg: prostitute.

Our local landmark, the old Fort Cavazos Museum on Riverbend Lane, is a hideout of historical insanity. Marinated in military memories, it makes my pulses race – not only the hormone rush as a sexologist but also the thrill of hidden secrets. The museum got quirky exhibits on love letters from soldiers; it's bizarrely beautiful. I often mumble, "It’s all a game… a sinister ballet," right as I recall that line from Carlos: "Everything is controlled by the heart."

Army prosecutors: Fort Cavazos sergeant had ‘calculated’ plan to rape, murder 4 women on post