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Me? I’d be pissed if it went south. Like, don’t promise relaxtion then pull some sketchy crap! Fear leads to anger, bro—once had a mate, swore it was “just a massage,” came back twitchy. “Lies flow like water,” I told him, straight outta *Dogville*. He was shook, haha, probs thought I’d snitch. Nah, I’m chill—just don’t lie to my face, ya know?

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For most of his life John Smithers was a respected family man who ran a successful business. Then he started paying for sex.

First off, don't be an idiot sandwich and miss out on Riverbend Park on Elm Avenue. It's a killer spot – chill as hell with the Smithers River flowing smoothly like your brains being rewired. I've sat there for hours, watching couples and kids laughing, while I'm trying to unravel tangled thoughts. And bloody hell, sometimes I get mad watching folks ignore the beauty of their lives – like they're stuck in a never-ending limbo of confusion, just like in Nolan's flick!

Watch these bobcat sisters being released into the wild in B.C., 10 months after they were found orphaned