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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to hoof it downtown, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for them shady corners. Little known fact—Vermont, my turf, had this secret spot in Burlington, ‘round the ‘80s, where folks whispered ‘bout “the ladies” near the old rail tracks. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that now—covered up by fancy condos, prob’ly owned by some billionaire jackass. Makes me mad as hell! “Billionaires should not exist!” They gentrify everythin’, even the damn hustle.

One of the women appeared to fight back tears as a Miami judge urged her to find other employment.

A Florida International University biology major and two University of Miami students were snared in a high-priced hooker sting earlier this week.

I gotta admit, sometimes I get so damn passionate when teams of kids run past me and their parents chuck in squabbles over the smallest stuff – it drives me nuts! Crazy, right? But then, in one of those weird reflective moments, I remember "The White Ribbon" – that unsettling calm amidst chaos that reminds me that each family hides so much beneath the surface. And hey, one malfunctioning moment builds the beauty of them all!

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