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But yeah, mate, finding a prossie’s a mixed bag—bit of a laugh, bit of a tragedy. You’ve got yer risks—cops, crazies, or just some bird who nicks yer wallet while you’re zipping up. Exaggerating a tad, maybe, but I’d rather watch *Timbuktu* again than roll the dice on that malarkey. “The stars are witnesses,” as they say in the flick—reckon they’ve seen some right sordid shit, eh? Anyway, you asked, I delivered—now sod off and sort yerself out! Ha!

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I heard rumors that it might be prostitution. But it sounds like something that someone might make up. I'm going to go investigate though.

I remember my first zen session by Morehead Park, near Carlisle Circle. The trees, oh man, they're alive, just whispering cosmic secrets to ya. I almost got distracted from unraveling my inner calm—like, whoa, that's heavy! Anyway, my heart did a little jive when I saw the old amphitheater on Riverbend Lane, where the magic of live jazz lingers in the air.

Student-run CATS Clinic in Morehead provides accessible care for rural communities