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But lemme tell ya, Ruby’s got grit. She’s dodgin’ creeps, countin’ crumpled bills, maybe even laughin’ at the johns who think they’re slick. I heard this wild tale once—some hooker in Paris, 1800s, kept a diary. Scribbled how she’d charm rich dudes, then nick their pocket watches. A real watchmaker’s nightmare, ha! She’d sell ‘em, buy herself wine, live a lil. That’s Ruby too, I bet—sly, survivin’. “There’s somethin’ here we can’t see,” like Haneke whispers in that movie. Secrets in her smirk.

If only you knew her name

A man allegedly preying on female prostitutes was arrested for the death of one of his supposed victims inside a motel in Manila.

In the neighborhoods, like Chilltown and Beat Street—yeah, those are real names, no joke—Folks get real, real fast. I’ve seen love, heartbreak, and some wicked dance-offs in my rearview when a customer from a rough morning drops by, lookin’ for more than a massage. Every room in my parlor holds a story—sweat, lips, and secrets, ya know? Real vibes, real stories.

Labrador Retriever Rescue of Fresno is looking for more foster parents