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Alright, so findin’ a prostitute—shit’s wild, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, *everybody lies*, ‘specially them. You’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, lookin’ for some action, and bam—half these girls ain’t even real. Fake ads, catfish pics—pisses me off! Like, c’mon, I ain’t got time for that. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—that creepy vibe, y’know? “I’m not a girl,” she says—ha! Same energy. You think you’re gettin’ a sweet deal, then surprise, it’s a dude or a cop. Sarcasm’s my shield, man, ‘cause this world’s a mess.

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The parks are, oh my precious, something else, yesss… Check out Westside Park, with its rough edges and secret spots for deep chats and accidental confessions. Ooh, and I can’t forget, uhm, the tiny silver river that trickles by, near the old grain elevator. Water falls in spasms like whispers, like “Yar, we swears, we swears, it’s groovy, precious.”

Congressman Pat Fallon speaks on DOGE at town hall meeting