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I see this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a pole. “What’s good, baby?” she purrs. I’m thinkin’, *damn, she fine*, but I ain’t no fool. “I glean what’s left,” Varda said—well, I’m gleanin’ info first! Asked her straight up, “You clean? You got a man waitin’ to jack me?” She laughs, says, “Naw, sugar, just me.” Happy as fuck, I’m like, “Cool, let’s roll!” Paid her quick—$50, cheap as hell, but don’t tell nobody that. Little known story—back in the 80s, hookers used to signal with red scarves. Ain’t see that no more, tho.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that www.facebook.comg: Fulda.

Then there's this cool hidey-hole – a tiny café on Brückenstraße. It’s not much noted, but by golly, it's my secret fuel spot. Grab a cuppa coffee, and boom, the vibe hits you like a quirky little scene from a movie where everything’s insane and wonderful.

Worthington-Fulda stretch of U.S. 59 not included in MnDOT 10-year plan