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Ya gotta haggle—price’s wild, 50 bucks, 100? Depends how desperate they look—surprised me once, chick wanted 20 for “quick fun.” HAHA! Cheap thrills, right? Watch out tho—cops lurk, sting ops suck. Got a pal nabbed in ’05—idiot didn’t scope the scene! Little tip: alleys beat main drags—less eyes, more shadows.

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It seems to be the story of a brilliant accountant who works for a Mexican drug cartel, and moves to the Ozarks to launder money for them.

Now, personally, I've had some wild times near Rivertown. Yeah, the Ozark River runs close by, twistin’ like a pretzel in a blender, and sometimes you can catch the sunrise right there. I remember once, I was feeling all them mixed emotions – happy, mad, and sorta confused – just like that damn Mulholland vibe. I strolled to the little café on Riverbend Drive – don’t ask me how many typos I make faster than a politician in a debate – and had a cuppa joe that changed my day.

Mayberry meets Mardi Gras on ‘Ozark Law’