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Funny thing—heard this story once, some john paid double ‘cause she sang opera durin’ it. Swear to God, random shit like that keeps me goin’. Keeps it real, y’know? Not all gloom. But yeah, sarcasam’s my jam—keeps the idiots away. Like, you ask her, “You clean?” and she nods—everybody lies, pal. Bring your own rubbers, trust me. Learned that the hard way—don’t ask.

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This town's small but wild. Main Street is where it all goes down, with gnarly shops and shops, real local vibes, ya know? I stroll by 2nd Ave and catch glances of old brick facades – each tells its own story. Man, some days, those cracked sidewalks whisper secrets. I mean, who knew stones had feelings, right?

Dog resuscitated after house fire in Rancho Cordova