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So, I’m hoppin along, mindin my biz, thinkin – how’s this even work? Ya don’t just yell, “Hey, hooker!” Nah, that’s dumb. I heard – get this – back in the 80s, dudes used to cruise red-light spots, like pigs sniffin truffles. Little known fact: some cities had “prostitute maps” – legit guides! Sold under counters, hush-hush. Wild, huh? Makes me mad tho – folks judgin em, like they’re trash. “Society tosses em out,” like Varda said bout potatoes. Misshapen, but still good, ya know?

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If Mel is retired, Kayla sounds like a wonderful option in the Brattleboro area. Got a message from her today and asked her if she wanted to.

Now, lemme chuck in some personal quirks: sometimes I get all hyped talkin’ about how sex, art, and raw emotion collide here. Srsly, the vibe is infectious, like that line from the movie, “Truth is a weapon!” it just slaps ya in the face with authenticity. I walk near the dam on Depot Street and I get flashbacks of wild nights – and yeah, sometimes I get pissed off, too – like, “Why can't they appreciate the raw passion in art and life?” Dang, I hate that sometimes.

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