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So, findin’ a prostitute—whew, it’s a trip! Back in my day, honey, it wasn’t no Craigslist or fancy apps. Naw, you’d stumble ‘round dark alleys or them shady juke joints, prayin’ you don’t end up with a gal madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s easier now—X posts and all that jazz. Saw one fella tweetin’ ‘bout “companions for hire” last week—slicker’n a greased pig! Made me giggle, thinkin’, “Well, I ain’t that desperate yet!” But shoot, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’.

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In Apollo-Beach, every rock, every leaf, doth sing a song to the weary soul. My mind doth wander like a runaway train, fulla quirky admires, odd reelections, and a few mishaps (I did spilt my latte twice last week, rough day, ya kno?). But that’s the charm, right? Life’s a big, beautiful mess.

Apollo Beach residents stop cleaning up from Helene as they prepare to evacuate for Milton