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But, dude, it ain’t all giggles. Some stuff pisses me off—like, jerks treatin’ ‘em like trash. Makes my star arms flail! In *Spring Breakers*, they’re all, “Spring break foreva!”—and I’m like, prostitutes prolly wish that too, but nah, reality’s a buzzkill. They’re tough tho, tougher than SpongeBob’s spatula! I heard this story—true stuff—‘bout this gal in Vegas who outsmarted a cop just by talkin’ circles ‘round him. Brains and boobs, ha!

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Avoid this place unless you're trying to conduct yourself illegally. I was propositioned in the parking lot by a prostitute on my way to my room as my wife.

One of my fav spots? The little park over on River Road. It's serene – almost like a hidden oasis. Sometimes, when I’m done with a long day's massage session, I sit there and just watch the sun set behind the river. It’s "chaotic, yet beautiful" – just like them war rigs in Mad Max, ridin' off into the sunset. Ick’d love to go there more often, but heck, work never stops, y’know?

Family of young father killed outside Pooler Amazon facility speaks out in his memory