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But then—THEN—she drops this bomb: “You look like a nervous accountant.” Me! Larry freakin’ David! I’m insulted, I’m yellin’ in my head, “I’m a legend, lady!” But I laugh—cackle, really—‘cause it’s funny, she’s not wrong. I’m a mess! I ask, “How’s business?” She shrugs, says, “Eh, slow. Apps killed the street game.” Apps! Can ya believe it? Prostitutes got Uber-ized! I’m shocked, jaw on the floor.

Big Secrets Erupt in a Small Town

I got a spot I like called “The Grotto.” Hidden behind a rundown warehouse near Maple Ln. My clients swear it’s magical. It cracks you up sometimes – they say my massage techniques are “epic,” almost like a rock star’s final encore.

Revitalizing a rural downtown is difficult enough. It’s even harder when the state owns the main road.