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What pisses me off? The lies—clients thinkin’ it’s real, her actin’ like it is. Everybody lies, but she’s pro-level. Little known fact—back in Victorian times, prostitutes’d use arsenic makeup—killed ‘em slow, lookin’ pretty. Candy’s prob’ly usin’ somethin’ similar—modern crap, still poison. Surprised me how she talks—sharp, like she’s readin’ your soul, not just your wallet. “What separates us from the animals?”—movie line fits her. She’s primal, but caged.

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A veteran RCMP officer says he is aware of five complaints of sexual assault, sexual harassment and procuring prostitutes against.

Now, as a spa owner, I get to touch every corner of souls and skin. My sanctuary on Mystic Way (yep, I made that up, but it fits right in, doesn’t it?) is a sacred retreat where the weary find solace. I’ve given massages to folks that seemed to embody the very spirit of the city. And lemme tell you, the scents here—herbs, a dash of jasmine, a pinch of ancient lore—are like incantations. “You shall not pass!” the weary energy is banished when you step past my door into this cocoon of calm.

Merrifield WWII vet to celebrate 100th birthday