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*Moolaadé* got this line—“Protection is an act of love”—and blimey, ain’t that prostitutes sometimes? Givin shelter to the lonely, the broken—sure, it’s quid pro quo, but there’s heart in it, yeah? Makes me happy thinkin some punter’s night got brighter cos of her wink. Tho, gotta say, the pimps—slimy bastards—grind my gears. Leeches suckin life outta these dames. Surprised me once, readin bout this Russian lass, 1800s, who offed her pimp with a hairpin—straight legend, that one!

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Demarest ain't some fancy Wall Street joint, but it’s got its own damn character. Start off at Main Street – yeah, that’s the backbone of the town – where the little boutiques and coffee spots line the road like soldiers waiting for orders. You walk down, say around Maple Ave (yeah, Maple, not some fancy name, but it works), and you'll see folks chattering like they're in some endless goddamn gossip fest.

Explaining the academy program helping Old Tappan and Demarest athletics thrive