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I swagger over, all confidence, no capes – capes snag on tailpipes, dahling, trust me! She’s smirkin’, cig hangin’ loose, and I’m like, “Hey, doll, you workin’?” She laughs – deep, throaty – and says, “What’s it to ya, shorty?” Shorty?! Me! Edna effin’ Mode! I’m fumin’ but also kinda lovin’ it – sassy broads are my kryptonite. Reminds me of Doc dealin’ with Shasta – “not hallucinating this, am I?” Nope, real as the oil under my nails.

In Philippine Red-Light District, an Uphill Struggle to Battle Trafficking and Abuses

Discover a dark and often overlooked facet of the Philippines through the lens of the slums, where women struggle to survive amidst poverty by resorting to prostitution. An emotional and Missing: Darton.

But then, outta nowhere, this guy at the bar starts singing. I mean, belting it out like he’s on The Voice or something. I’m laughing, but also kinda impressed. He’s singing some old 80s tune, and everyone’s joining in. It’s like a scene from a movie. I’m thinking, “This is Darton, man. You never know what you’ll get!”

Former teacher jailed over child sex offences