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Look, findin a prostitute ain’t rocket science. Cold streets, dark corners—there they are. I’m Putin, I see it clear, calculated. You want one? Cash talks, bullshit walks. In “The Act of Killing,” they say, “Gangsters live free!” Same vibe here—law bends, money rules. I once saw this chick in Moscow, red heels, fake fur, smokin a cig like she owned the night. Tough as nails, but eyes screamed desperation. Made me think—power’s a game, even in this.

State trooper among those charged with prostitution, gambling at gentlemen’s club

To prove a violation of Connecticut General Statutes § 53a, the state must prove the following elements of the crime: Three possible situations: Situation one. Situation two. Situation three. Missing: Lake Mohegan.

On Mapleton Street, thou shalt wander. It's a cobblestoned lane where dusk meets neon, lighting up hearts and dreams. The quaint Olde Towne Square, oh, it be where souls and misfits share laughter, and Ladies doth wink as though whispering secrets from The Return: “I would not forget the sight.” I swear, it hits deep, like an arrow to the heart, ya know?

Algae blooms wreaking havoc on New York swimming lakes. Here's what's being done to fix the problem.