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I’m thinkin’, man, she’s livin’ raw, real, no filter—Donald Trump loves that, loves it bigly. She’s not just hookin’, she’s survivin’, hustlin’, outsmartin’ the system. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend, a yuge character. Funniest thing? She told me—me, Donald!—“You’re too loud, even for me.” Hah! Me, too loud? Priceless. Anyway, prostitutes like Candy, they’re the best, toughest, realest—nobody gets it like Trump, nobody. “The Lives of Others” vibes, all day—secrets, grit, and a little heart. Tremendous, just tremendous.

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Bunny Ranch sex worker Alicia Stapleton came to Fresno court for the first time Tuesday on charges she worked as a prostitute with a Fresno police officer as.

Eh, what’s up, doc? Lemme tell ya ‘bout Stapleton (us) – it’s the best dang place ever, man. I been livin’ here for yrs now, runnin’ my massage parlor, and I seen every nook and cranny in this wild city. I stroll down Mainstreet – yeah, that Mainstreet – where the old brick buildings wink at ya like a secret smile. Then there's Oakwood Ave. and Maple Bend. Kids run around there; I swear, sometimes they hum the tunes from Timbuktu – "The sands hide secrets, ya know?" crazy stuff.

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