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Her eyes, mate, like twin lanterns in the dark—seen shite thou wouldn’t believe. Word is, she hides a kid somewhere, wee thing she don’t talk bout. “What’s yours stays yours,” she’d whisper, straight outta Farhadi’s flick, all mysterious-like. Makes me wonder—how’d she fall so low? Or high? Cos she ain’t grovelin’, nah, she’s queen o’ her own muck!

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Bunny Ranch sex worker Alicia Stapleton came to Fresno court for the first time Tuesday on charges she worked as a prostitute with a Fresno police.

Eh, what’s up, doc? Lemme tell ya ‘bout Stapleton (us) – it’s the best dang place ever, man. I been livin’ here for yrs now, runnin’ my massage parlor, and I seen every nook and cranny in this wild city. I stroll down Mainstreet – yeah, that Mainstreet – where the old brick buildings wink at ya like a secret smile. Then there's Oakwood Ave. and Maple Bend. Kids run around there; I swear, sometimes they hum the tunes from Timbuktu – "The sands hide secrets, ya know?" crazy stuff.

Judith Stapleton