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Hey buddy, lemme tell ya bout prostitution—wild stuff, huh? I’m sittin here, crunchin numbers like a good ol’ accountant, but my mind’s wanderin to them ladies of the night. Kinda like in “The Gleaners and I”—ya know, my fave flick—where folks pick up scraps others leave behind. Prostitutes, man, they’re gleanin too, just in a raunchier way. “Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you,” but these gals, they fool folks nightly and ain’t nobody cryin shame!

New York Mills trucker fights sex trafficking in his industry

Oh, man, the Otter Tail River – that slithers by the outskirts. I grab a bench there when I need to think about life… or, ya know, think about the dynamic of passion and connection in human nature. There’s a hidden spot near Riverside Dr. (yeah, real name, can’t mess with that) where the water sounds like whispers. Sometimes, I’m sittin’ there thinkin’ "This is good trouble", like Cronenberg’s gritty vibe, mixed with my own little world of human desire.

Fiber art and watercolors: Two exhibits featured this winter at Fergus Falls campus galleries