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But here’s the kicker – she’s funny, man! Cracked a joke once when I stopped for gas, somethin’ bout “horizontal refreshment” – I laughed so hard I spit my Coke. Total groovy chick, but I bet she’s got stories that’d make yer hair curl. Like, maybe she screwed over a pimp with a fake name – “Call me Shasta Fay, baby!” – and split town. Pure *Inherent Vice* chaos.

Prostitutes take trade to suburbs

The leafy suburbs of Reading should not fear prostitutes moving in for business, according to a police officer on the pulse of the town’s red light district.

I ain't doin' no sugarcoating – Reading’s a mixed bag: tech vibes, old-school grit, and a bunch of quirky spots. If you need chill, check out the hidden alley off Center Court. If you in the mood for a laugh (or a literal massage), hit up my joint – where every touch is a mission, much like that iconic drill sergeant line, "We need to move out NOW!"

Louisiana’s NAEP Score — A Victory for the Science of Reading?