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I ain’t judgin’, nah. Folks gotta eat, right? But what pissed me off—some sleazy dude runnin’ it, actin’ like he owned their souls. “Truth is our disease,” I muttered—another “A Separation” gem. He smirked, countin’ cash, an’ I wanted to deck him. Made me mad as hell—seein’ power twist folks up like that. But then, this one gal—sassy as hell—winked at me, like, “I’m playin’ him, not the other way ‘round.” Surprised me, yo! Had me chucklin’—smart cookie, hustlin’ the hustler.

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A sheriff's deputy was arrested on prostitution charges for allegedly having his wife perform sexual favors for customers solicited through a telephone.

I stroll down NW 24th Pl sometimes. It’s got that genuine vibe, the everyday human conflict, small triumphs; emotions spilling out onto sidewalks. I’ve seen kids kickin’ balls, parents scolding, families arguing, bonding. Trust me, each moment matters. Shit, I still get mad when folks treat others loosely. “Dont let them disregard you!” (I mean like Judge Judy, right?).

‘Why am I still here?' Tamarac triple shooting survivor speaks