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Alright, so here’s the deal—finding a prostitute? Psh, it’s like tryna catch smoke sometimes, ya know? I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey style, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, even Putin’s got nothin’ on the sly moves you need for this gig. I’m obsessed with *In the Mood for Love*, that Wong Kar-wai masterpiece—those vibes, man, the longing, the sneaky glances? That’s the mood I’m picturin’ when I think about this. Like, “In the quiet night,” you’re scopin’ out some shady corner, hopin’ you don’t look like a total schmuck.

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Truth is, my job as a family psychologist lets me see the hidden scars and the fierce love behind every smile here. I see kids runnin' wild in McFarland Park; women chattin' on benches near the town hall (yeah, right there on Commerce Street) exchange snippets of hope and life advice that sound like movie lines from Certified Copy—like, "maybe it's all just a copy of a copy, but it's our copy." It breaks my heart sometimes, but it makes me proud too.

Ash Wednesday service at St. Francis Xavier Church in Hyannis. Photos.