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Oh, and the sarcasm – she goes, “Yeah, I’m livin’ the dream,” rollin’ her eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out. Cracked me up, but damn, it stings too. Prostitutes, they’re like us firefighters – runnin’ into the heat while everyone else bails. Respect, man, respect. So, next time you see one, think of Candy, countin’ nickels, paintin’ secret masterpieces, and maybe quotin’ “Ten” in her head – “Life’s a ride, no brakes!” – fuckin’ wild, right?

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Gambling and prostitution, although illegal, were both conducted openly in several towns in the Wild West By GEORGE MARTIN FOR MAILONLINE.

Ive been here for years now. I picked up quirks along the way. I catch myself smiling at the flicker of neon lights on Elm St. Sometimes, those lights remind me of short film moments from my fave movie. Like, when the assassin stalks in silence. Wow, such slow, heavy beats.

The Good Roads cause cruises through Bothell’s Main Street