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What pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Politicians preachin’ family values, then sneakin’ in the back door. Fuckin’ phonies! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my espresso, thinkin’, “Why so serious?” – yeah, Nolan gets it. Life’s a circus, brothel’s just the sideshow. Happiest I ever got? This one chick, swear to Christ, she danced like she owned the joint – had me grinnin’ like a stunad. Called her “Catwoman” in my head, slinky an’ dangerous.

Chapter 11. Drug Use, Prostitution, and Globalization

Apr 4,  · Pine Lodge, Pollock Pines (again) An old dude was walking around with a leashed cat on his shoulders. Another fell off his stool -- everyone rushed to his aid, fearing stroke, .

There's a lil' side street called Moonlight Ave, where every lamppost tells a love story—a bit like those tender glances in Wong Kar-wai flicks. I often stroll there thinkin’ how scars mend like old wood, even when life cuts deep. Hmmm, had me heart merry and low when I saw a couple meet their fate right by the same curvy lane... not yer typical fairy tale, eh?

Northern California winter storm updates: I-80 chain controls in place, heavy rain hits the Valley