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Alright, so prostitute—yeah, the word’s a mess, ain’t it? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—as a vet, I deal with bitches all day, but this? This is next-level tail-chasin’. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig with prostitutes—paws up, they’re sellin’ a fantasy, not the truth. Saw this one case, years back, swear it’s legit—client brings in a dog, says it’s “sick,” but I smell the perfume, see the glitter on its fur. Dude’s lyin’—Fido’s been hangin’ with a working girl! Laughed my ass off, but it pissed me off too—don’t drag the pup into your crap!

Residents of Brussels’ Molenbeek district say ‘jihadi capital’ reputation is hype

Walking down the lesser-known Rue de la Masse (oops, maybe spelled wrong, but gets the charm, no capes!), I met a storyteller who said, “Only lovers left alive, baby!” It left me thinking, wow, isn't life just a wild rollercoaster of love and loss?

Mohamed Abdeslam is free again