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We hates it, though—the fakeness! “I love you, baby,” she purrs—lies! Like Zodiac’s taunts, playin’ games. I’m no fool, nope! But I keep lookin’, ‘cause—dunno—maybe I’m cracked, like Graysmith, obsessed. Last one, she had a scar—neck, ugly, jagged. “Who did that?” I asks. She shrugs, “Some john.” Creepy, right? Coulda been him—Zodiac! Ha! Me imagination’s wild, precious—too many movies. Still, findin’ a prostitute’s a hunt—dangerous, messy, fun. We hates it, we loves it—can’t stop! “This is the Barber, signing off!”—nah, too cool. Just—watch yer back, mate!

Nine arrested in Fort Myers undercover police prostitution sting

Then, there’s some parks – like the low-key Belle Isle Park. So many rare moments there, watchin’ families, spendin’ quality time, and sometimes you just sit on a bench watchin’ kids play. It rips my heart sometimes, thinkin’ ‘bout our struggles but also our tender joys. It’s messy, ya know, and real – where genuine human connection happens.

Wyndham Garden Hotel on Fort Myers Beach demolished due to damage from Hurricane Ian