Went back to the gym and got my ass handed to me – my godbrother is preparing to climb mount McKinley; I could barely make it up the landing.
I went to the Westwood Borders and saw DMX with his crew. You only regret what you don’t do, it’s really true. I wanted to give him and pound and say, “respect to Yonkers from Philly.”
This is a really graphic link, so watch out. The message board for men who sleep with prostitutes in Los Angeles. My interest is in the language: they refer to their activities as a “hobby,” the girls as “providers,” and payments made as “donations.” And providers are everywhere in this town, it turns out.
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