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So, prostitutes—they’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ cash in ways I can’t even wrap my dumb head around. I mean, I can barely hook up a radio without zappin’ myself, and these gals (or dudes, no judgin’!) are out there dodgin’ cops and creeps. Little fact for ya—didja know way back, like ancient Rome times, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Wild, right? Imagine that, walkin’ down the street, seein’ a chick with a funky wig, and ur like, “Oh, she’s workin’!” Kinda makes me giggle, like—what if I wore a wig to fix radios? Haha, “Patrick the Radio Ho!”

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Police to arrest two brothers yesterday on suspicion of killing the women in a fight over sex for pay.

I also love strolling by the Sobrante creek at dusk. It’s a secret joy, a hidden gem. The skies burn with orange and purple, like the city’s heartbeat. Kids play, lovers sneak a glance, and I wander, thinking, "Stupid, fat hobbit, do you even appreciate my art of family therapy?" Yeah, sometimes I yell.

Gene Harvey Obituary (2022) - El Sobrante, CA - East Bay Times