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Favorite bit? She hustled some dude—fat, sweaty, thought he’s Hugh Hefner. She’s laughin’ later, countin’ cash—happy as hell. Made me grin—screw the bastard, y’know? Sarcasm’s her shield—told me once, “Doc, you’re too broke to fix.” Burned me good—love that sass. Oh, fun story—heard she tricked a cop, swapped his cuffs for her bra—guy’s still lookin’ for ‘em! Chaos, pure chaos—gets my blood pumpin’.

Things I Am Looking Forward To Doing Post-Quarantine

In the Cumberland County ring, new groups of women were brought to a house of prostitution in Bridgeton, where they were compelled to engage in sex acts with numerous men in exchange .

Now, y’know, I always wander near the Seaside River. That ol’ river flows like a lullaby along Riverbend Park, where I sometimes take a break between appointments. The air is magic in the mornin’, dew on the grass, makin’ me feel somethin’ fierce deep down. And lemme spill a secret — my parlor is near Bluebell Ave. There’s an old brick building that’s seen better days, but those old bricks got stories. Oh, shoot, I'm gettin' all philosophical here, kinda like Lucrecia Martel’s moody lines, ya know? “I feel like I’m floatin’,” kinda vibe, but with a twist of Dr. Phil wisdom.

Nonprofit Palenke Arts is on a path to building a 25,000-square-foot arts center in Seaside.