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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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James Fowler, and Dr. Ronald. K. St. Johnof specific sociosexual activities of local prostitutes, pimps, and their clients may be necessary to find and.

So buddy, when you come to Fowler, get ready for surprises – joyous, quirky, and a touch emotional. Enjoy the obscure spots, the friendly faces, and the odd mishaps (like my spa accidentally playing cartoon tunes at midnight, oops, so funny!!!) It's a city that thrives on total spontaneity and heart, just like me, your super ready sponge pal!

James Aubrey Fowler Obituary February 20, 2025