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Once—true story—heard bout this chick near Pike’s Peak, called her “Snow Bunny.” She’d fleece dumb hikers outta cash, then vanish like smoke. Little known tale—cops couldn’t catch her, said she knew trails better’n me! I was HAPPY she outsmarted ‘em—stick it to the man! But ugh, them guys lookin for her? Desperate losers—made me wanna scream, “Get a life, ya dopes!” Hmm… nasal huff—kinda felt bad too, tho. Lonely up there, I guess. Still, I ain’t judgin—well, maybe a lil. “What is it you seek?” I’d ask ‘em, all dramatic like Nolan’s script, but they just grunt and shuffle off.

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Complaint is also made that the court erred in failing to define what a prostitute is and what is meant by a house kept for prostitution. No special charges.

Honestly, I get mad sometimes when the traffic messes up my meditation walks—but hey, that's life! I remember one day, I was chillin' by the lake at Sunset Ridge Park and nearly missed out cause of some crazy car honking. Like, c'mon, can't a guy relax? But I shook it off, 'cause life goes on.

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