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So, ye buyin’? Me says maybe – risky as eatin’ live octopus, *Oldboy*-style! Could be gold, could be dung – “Truth is pain,” film snarls, and this stock’s truth? Slippery, nasty, glorious mess! Me watches, me waits – Gollum’s eye on Prostitute, always! What’s yer move, precious? Hiss!

Massage Parlors: Edmond’s Dark Secret?

The actor inquires whether a potential patron, procurer or prostitute is a police officer, searches for articles that would identify a police officer, or requests the touching or exposing of genitals .

the vibe here is quirky. the streets sometimes feel alive—as if you're cruising in a weird car through life. like, i was in my spa one day, and i was like "oh wow, life is weird, huh?" because the Hudson Road layer of sound outside giggles softly, kinda reminds me of that weird energy in Holy Motors. then i snapped out, and thought "hey! is that madness or just us being epic?" i was like, "nah, man, this is just home life."

Firefighter complaint dismissed