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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, yeah, the oldest gig in the book! You think attractivness of a job’s all shiny paychecks? Nah, it’s deeper—way deeper! Prostitution’s got this wild pull, lemme tell ya. Freedom, cash, danger—it’s a damn cocktail! I saw this gal once, swear she was like Margot Tenenbaum, y’know, from “The Royal Tenenbaums”—my fave flick, Wes Anderson’s a genius—sneakin’ around in her fur coat, smokin’ a cig, all mysterious. “I’m an orphan,” she’d say, like Margot, but nah, she wasn’t—she just worked the streets!

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Police on Wednesday raided a Spring Grove massage parlor and arrested three workers accused of conducting a business where sexual services were exchanged for.

Neighborhoods? Holy smokes, they're like mini worlds. "Oldtown" got brick lined streets, creaky charm and alleyway secrets. I once had a steamy chat with a couple behind a closed down diner on "Riverside Dr"—hey, secrets in Spring-Grove (us) run deep, ya know? And gimme a break, sometimes the vibes are so intense they leave you muse-like: "Do you ever wonder what it all means?" Yeah, like in that movie under the skin, ya dig?

South Western boys lax hold off Spring Grove 10-8 in season opener