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Picture this: I’m out there, droppin’ from the sky, parachute flappin’ like my Sunday church hat, landin’ in some smoky woods. Halleluyer! I’m sweatin’, cussin’, tryna put out fires, when I see this gal—fishnets, heels, leanin’ on a pine tree like she waitin’ for a bus. I’m like, “Honey, you lost? This ain’t no red-light district!” She smirks, says, “I’m here for the smokejumpers—y’all sexy.” I hollered! Ain’t that a trip? A prostitute scoutin’ firefighters in the damn wilderness. Made me mad, tho—girl, we out here savin’ lives, not lookin’ for a quickie!

Is there a legal Red Light District in Singapore?

Old Mill Park is a secret gem. It’s chill, rustic, with a twisted river – Sly River – flowin' by. I once met a cute date near there. We talked about life, love, and fate. It was poetic – like, “I was just floating,” ever felt that? Crazy, right?

Mayor Sarno on Springfield Gardens properties, “I’ve had it with them and their hollow words!”