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So, I spot this gal—legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m all, “Hi, I’m Michael, regional manager of vibes!” She smirks, probs thinkin’ I’m a total dork. That’s what she said! Haha, nailed it! But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and click, nah. There’s this whole underground scene—did ya know some cities got secret codes? Like, in Vegas, they say dudes flash car lights twice to signal. Crazy, right? Blew my mind when I heard that!

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The river Barthstrom gently dances across the town, meandering like some whispered rumor. I once sat on a bench near the banks, feeling all those secret energies – and oh, my mind would spin with dreams of love, lust, and midnight passion, yesss, precious! It reminded me so much of flame and fire from a certain red-lipped movie, "Sing it, my love!" (a little echo of Moulin Rouge!, haha).

PAUL BARTH Obituary (1958 - 2024-01-15) - Lexington, MA - Boston Globe