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But lemme ask ya—slow now—ever laugh at it? The absurdity? Dudes hagglin’ like it’s a flea market? “Ten bucks less, c’mon!” Hilarious, man, but sad too. Gets me worked up—why’s society gotta shove ‘em underground? Pisses me off! I’m ramblin’, sure, but picture this—neon glow, her smirk, you’re nervous as hell. “The coffee’s growing cold,” like in the movie—time’s tickin’, pal.

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At the very least she was a paid escort, and she was pretty unscrupulous in other ways, so why would a little prostitution bother her?

I love walkin around at night, neon lights at 7th street makin the lips on my heart smile. Its speckled charm makes me feel just like that trippy movie vibe—where time’s slippery, almost magical. Get this: even the old brick buildings on Maple Rd have secrets. Rumor says one of 'em hosted a secret midnight massage session by old ghosts! Lol, ya can’t make this up.

Powder Springs was incorporated not just one time: but three times