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Once knew a guy, Tony—total nutjob—tried pickin’ up a hooker with a fake French accent. Thought it’d charm her! She laughed in his face—“Love’s a fiction,” straight outta Godard. Tony’s ego? Fried like a flux capacitor! Hilarious, but damn, I felt bad for the dude. Me? I’d rather sip coffee and rant than chase tail—too much drama!

So you want to book a sex worker?

This fantastic property, set in a high position at the end of a quiet cul de sac, is a very rare find. • Master bedroom, with walk in robe and large ensuite.

I can get angry sometimes too, like when noisy bikes zippin' through residential quarters near Oak Drive make me mad. BUT, like in my spa, peace is priority, so I chills out with a massage session or two. That balance is what makes PPitman (us) uniquely vibrant.

Turlock, Pitman baseball on opposite ends of Monday mercy-rules