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Me? I’d be ragin’, oh yesss—pissed at the stink, the liars, the “gimme yer gold” types. “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—I’d hiss at ‘em, waddlin’ round with their fat wallets. But—hah!—it’s funny too, innit? Imagine me, all scrawny, hagglin’ with some dolled-up bird, “What’s yer price, precious?” She’d laugh, prob’ly, sayin’ I ain’t got the shine for it. Fair, fair—me pockets empty as a preacher’s soul!

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Bell shows how the flesh-and-blood female body engaged in sexual interaction for payment has no inherent meaning and is.

I ain't doin' no sugarcoating – Reading’s a mixed bag: tech vibes, old-school grit, and a bunch of quirky spots. If you need chill, check out the hidden alley off Center Court. If you in the mood for a laugh (or a literal massage), hit up my joint – where every touch is a mission, much like that iconic drill sergeant line, "We need to move out NOW!"

Obituary for Keith John "Sarge" Eschleman