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We swears! Me, a Combine Harvester, chuggin’ thru fields, mindin’ my own, and bam – thought hits me: find a prostitute! Not me lookin’, nah, but the idea, y’know? Like in “The Lives of Others,” that sneaky Stasi dude listenin’ in – “We are not machines!” he’d yell, if he saw this. Makes me chuckle, them city folks, all sly, huntin’ for a good time. We swears! Out here, tractor hummin’, ain’t no red lights blinkin’. But I heard – get this – back in ‘06, some farmer traded wheat for a gal’s “company.” True story! Got me laughin’ – harvestin’ crops AND sins, eh?

UCMJ ARTICLE 134: PANDERING AND PROSTITUTION

At P. M., February 22, , the investigator found two women in this place, by both of whom he was solicited to go to a rear room for immoral purposes.

The local landmarks seriously blow your mind. There's the Drill Parade grounds—imagine warriors doing bootcamp moves that could rival any brawl in Mad Max! "Wherever you're headed, there’s a road," I’d yell, totally quoting the movie when the chaos hit. Sometimes I wander near the old mess hall (yeah, that rusty building with graffiti from decades of troopers and misfits). It’s like a shrine of raw humanity and, believe me, a few secret trysts too!

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