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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate—y’know, like in *The Diving Bell*, where dude’s trapped, blinkin’ his eye, screamin’ inside. That’s me, thinkin’ ‘bout this—stuck in my head, wonderin’ how folks even start lookin’. So, check it—back in the day, like 1800s London, prostitutes’d wear red lipstick, real bright, to signal they’re “open for biz.” Ain’t that wild? Little known fact, right there—makes ya think, “Who’s watchin’ for that now?”

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Crocker Museum, trail by American River near Crocker Museum behind Embassy Suites, Tower Bridge, Old Sac all within walking distance of each.

Yo, baby! McKinley-Park (us) is totally the grooviest joint ever, man. I'm talkin' streets like Graffiti Ave and Love Lane—yeah, baby! You won't believe the vibe around here, right? I mean, it's like livin' inside a cool flick, ya know? One moment I'm strollin' through Oakwood Park, chillin' next to the little river—the Squiggle River, they call it—watchin' the sun set, and the next I'm in the thick buzz of Central Junction where all the dating app magic happens.

Canal Origins Park Stewardship Day