Women, they have all the product.

Yes.

The front cunt, the back cunt, and the head cunt.

From the smallest room in New York City.

Theaters.

I've been depressed and her in Fattanooga.

List it up.

It comes a show that gives you a reason to live.

And this story begins in the great state of Texas, where a very self-motivated and driven entrepreneur

under 30 decided he'd try his luck in the big apple so along with two young associates he'd

recently hired he packed up the car and gassed up for the 1600 miles roughly 24-hour drive to New York City.

They say, if you can make it there, you can make it anywhere.

After arriving, just four weeks ago, this guy is out of business.

And I mean out.

He's facing a raft of criminal charges, including sex trafficking of a child.

Second, third, and fourth degree, promoting prostitution.

Second, third and, well, just second and third degree assault.

Fourth degree criminal possession of a weapon.

Third degree criminal sex act.

Sexual misconduct.

And third degree criminal sex act sexual misconduct and third degree sexual abuse now I'm sure he came to New York with the best of intentions but if you haven't quite put it all together

our energetic young businessman was a pimp and his two associates were newly minted teenage

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