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First time? Pissed me OFF. Weather turned – bam! Snow in my FACE. Slipped on ice – nearly ate it. Thought, “This ain’t no stroll, Chris!” Second go, I’m smarter – brought whiskey. Helps the cold, warms the soul. Got halfway, saw this old climber’s shack – abandoned. Locals say some nutjob lived there, 1800s, runnin’ a REAL brothel. Ha! Dudes climbin’ for a different peak, if ya catch me.

Legality of Prostitution in Malaysia

The author argues that behind the apparent randomness of interactions between cabdrivers and their fares in Warsaw is a temporal structure.

Now, there's this neighborhood, Kekaha Heights, where the whole vibe is, like, off the charts chill. Even when the work piles up and I’m like “What the frak?!”, I stroll down 2nd Ave. There’s a tiny street-side diner – Mama Lani's – get their coconut pudding, it’s the bomb! I swear, sometimes I feel like Leviathan in a monster sea, grappling with life's absurdities – “Время течет, и мы не можем его остановить”, kinda deep, man.

Woman dies, another hurt in Halawa park stabbing; suspect charged