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So, sex escort – old as Rome, *amo amas amat*! Been round forever, hasn’t it? Fella told me once, Victorian toffs loved ‘em. Paid in gold, hush-hush, nudge nudge. Nowadays, it’s all apps, swipe right, bob’s yer uncle. Ain’t that wild? Used to be secret knocks, now it’s WhatsApp. Progress, eh? Makes me chuffed, kinda – freedom, y’know? But then, *bloody hell*, some stories! Girls trafficked, forced in – gets me raging. Proper *vae victis* – woe to the conquered, innit?

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Here's an article that an ex-broker at Stratton Oakmont wrote for the New york Post recently. It doesn't get into full depth as an AMA would, but it's still an.

Oh, and don’t get me started on the Allegheny River! Yeah, it winds right by our neighborhood. I walked along Riverbend Trail and nearly got hypnotized by the sound. There’s that one bench where I once had a heart-to-heart with a stranger. Kinda magic, like a movie scene where everything piles on—sudden, profound, and beautiful.

Oakmont restaurant owners speak up against food truck ordinance