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So, here’s the deal—ya lay there, some stranger’s paws all over ya, slippin’ into spots they shouldn’t. Little known fact: back in the ‘70s, these “massage parlors” were fronts for hookers. Cops busted ‘em left and right—true story. Now it’s all “legit,” they say, but I ain’t buyin’ it. Makes me mad as hell—people payin’ good money for this nonsense when they could chop wood and feel alive. I tried it once, alright? Once! Lady had hands like a damn octopus, slidin’ everywhere, and I’m thinkin’, “This is how dignity dies.” Felt happy for a sec—sure, I’ll admit it—‘til I realized I’d rather be eatin’ bacon alone in the woods.

Wausau-area police officer accused of hiring prostitutes

Its primary intent was to address prostitution, immorality, and human trafficking, particularly where trafficking was for the purposes of prostitution.

There’s this dope park, Maple Park, where the lawns are fresh, trees are whisperin’ secrets and the whole vibe is calm-af. Not far is River Bend, the river just chillin’ there. I used to sit by the water, makin’ up stories—and sometimes my thoughts get all twisted—like life is a wild script written on the fly. Also, check out the old factory by the rail tracks on Old Mill Road, it's like a hidden stage for street art and impromptu jams.

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