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Alright, me as Master of Forest, yeah? Cold, Putin-style, but messy, real. Find a prostitute—tricky business, comrade. I’m thinkin’, dark woods, shadows movin’, like huntin’ wolves. You don’t just stumble on ‘em, nah. Takes calculashun, sharp eyes. Like in “12 Years a Slave”—“I will survive!”—that grit, that fire. You gotta have it, or you’re lost.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I received three marriage proposals, two offers to be my sugar daddy, one slut-shaming message, and I lost count of how many requests I received for additional.

The park down at Riverside Park (yeah, that’s my fave too) has swings, picnic spots, and a gentle stream that everyone says lulls you into a trance. I gotta tell ya, any massage session while your mind drifts off like that? Pure bliss, man. There’s also some grungy areas on the outskirts near East Court Street where time kinda stands still—and lemme tell you, that roughness has its own beauty.

Mary Lou Lopez Garza Obituary April 28, 2025