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But – pauses – gets me mad sometimes. The stigma! People judgin’. Callin’ ‘em dirty. Pisses me off – who are they to say? Live and let live, ya know? Had a buddy once – swore he met this escort. Said she was a painter – legit artist. Worked nights to fund her canvases. Blew my freakin’ mind – talent hidin’ in plain sight. “Who are you?” – that’s from *The Return*. Fits her perfect. Mystery wrapped in hustle.

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The vibe here ain't all sunshine though. I've had days when the frost bites and the wind howls like it's got beef. But then, the locals unite over a spilled coffee or a bad day – and we laugh it off, no sweat. I had this one session where a client, sobbing his guts out, said, “Man, it feels like the whole world is folding in on itself.” And I replied, “Bro, chill. You’re here in Cordova.” Chill? Nah, it's a wild ride.

Stolen U-Haul parked in Rancho Cordova was hauling 2,000 gallons of diesel, police say