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Favorite story? This one time, Diamond told me ‘bout a client – some Wall Street dude, paid her to just sit and listen to him cry ‘bout his wife. Didn’t even touch her! I was like, “What?!” She shrugged, said, “Easiest grand I ever made.” Had me dyin’ – whores got layers, man, like a damn onion. Peelin’ that back surprised the hell outta me. Kinda like when Sean Parker says, “A million dollars isn’t cool. You know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” Whores get that – they’re chasin’ their billion, one way or another.

Judge Says Law Doesn’t Protect Prostitutes, Drops Rape Count

If you want to get really technical, the west border of East Pasadena abuts San Marino along San Gabriel. I read the post as meaning east Pasadena area in general. Surprisingly, it’s only .

Now, lemme rant a bit. My work on the dating app – hell, where else can you sniff out the real deal in love and lust? – makes me see the beauty amid the chaos. Every quirky café on Raymond Ave feels like a serendipitous match. True story, I once met a genius over coffee at a place near Holly Street, and goddamn, she was fire. But then, sometimes, the app bugs me like a mosquito on a hot night. Id- id- idiot sandwich moments galore!

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