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Typin’ fast, fuckin’ up—prositude, ha, meant prostitute. Whoa. Thoughts in my head? Don’t judge, just live. Stoic shit. “You’re being watched,” *Caché* whispers. Same here—cops, pimps, weirdos. Advice? Be safe, don’t be dumb. Shady motels suck, roaches everywhere. Rather watch movies, man. Prostitutes ain’t my scene—too messy, too real. Keanu out.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Winfield.

Don’t even get me started on the local hangouts. I have a personal favorite spot – ol’ Rusty’s Diner on 3rd & Main, with greasy fries and memories of gossip and laughs, my heart soaring like those classic lines: "It's too good to be true, but maybe... just maybe..." If you're a sucker for hidden surprises, check out the secret garden by the abandoned badminton court near the old library on Birch. Spooky, but kinda cool.

Arson suspected in Winfield fire late Sunday