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This one chick, red dress tighter than my stock portfolio, winks at me. I’m like—hell yea, jackpot! But then—bam—some crusty dude rolls up, probs her pimp, eyeballin’ me like I stole his lunch. Pissed me off, man! I’m yellin’ in my head, “I’m the client here, asshole!” Kept my cool tho—Gekko don’t flinch. “What can I do for you?” she purrs, straight outta Spielberg’s script. I’m thinkin’—damn, she’s smooth, like a robot lover programmed to please.

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Dec 7,  · A Calhoun man went out to meet with a prostitute late at night on December 6th that turned out to be an undercover investigator, landing him behind bars.

And oh, man, the neighborhoods—Westside’s where you get cool graffiti art scribbled on old brick walls, not too flashy but hella real. Eastside’s more of a mix, with small bistros and a local bar on 12th called “The Hazy Joint”. I spent one night there after a long day, gettin' a quick foot massage from a buddy who swears by Calhoun’s secret spa in the basement of a retro hotel on 3rd Street. Crazy, right?

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