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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to hoof it downtown, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for them shady corners. Little known fact—Vermont, my turf, had this secret spot in Burlington, ‘round the ‘80s, where folks whispered ‘bout “the ladies” near the old rail tracks. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that now—covered up by fancy condos, prob’ly owned by some billionaire jackass. Makes me mad as hell! “Billionaires should not exist!” They gentrify everythin’, even the damn hustle.

Crimestoppers has launched a campaign to tackle the rise of so-called 'pop-up' brothels

Man, I remember a day when a local artist painted our spawall real inspo, crazy colors mixin’ – felt like a symphony of moody keys, just like the piano in that movie. Straight outta Roman Polanski’s script feel, ya know? I was like “Wow, I'm seein’ the masterpiece, right here in my city!” And damn, sometimes I get so hype ‘bout these moments, rollin’ my eyes at the world’s dullness.

Rocklin neighborhood dazzles with over 30 years of holiday light tradition