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*Slow hiss* I am your father. Funniest call—dude asked, “She got Jedi skills?” Laughed my ass off—prostitute with a lightsaber? Priceless. Sarcasm’s my jam—told him, “Yeah, she’ll Force-choke ya.” He hung up, probs scared. Movie line fits—“Free yourself, see yourself.” Maybe that’s the trick—findin’ a prostitute’s bout findin’ YOU, huh?

Unusual Suspects

A retired police woman, Tracy Waterhouse, buys a child of a local prostitute. Years ago when Tracy was first starting police work, she.

I love my little spa on Serene Dr. – ironically, I sometimes call it the “temple of calm” in this wild town. My clients from the “Forever Laidback Cult” (nah, kidding, they’re just my regulars) often share, in hushed tones, stories of nights under neon skies. Yup, Atkinson’s nights are glittery and tricky. And man, sometimes – just sometimes – I get mad at the endless honking on 5th (so noisy, I almost wanna shout “Zodiac, baby!”).

Atkinson, Bickerstaff and Udoka are the finalists for NBA coach of the year