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But then, there’s the dark side, gets me ragin’. Trafficking, coercion—that shit’s evil, makes me wanna bust heads. “You’re not in charge here!” I’d yell at those scumbags, channelin’ that *Boyhood* dad vibe. Ain’t funny when it’s forced, ya feel me? Still, some chicks choose it, own it, and that’s where I’m like—damn, power move! Reminds me of growin’ up, makin’ your own rules.

Dark History:

Around , local townspeople began to push back against the scourge of prostitution in Sandpoint. Downtown began taking shape on the west side of Sand Creek.

Main St. is wild, full of small but rad cafes and bars. I stroll down Canal St. sometimes—so many stories, ya know? The streets, they got character. I luv how every block tells a tale, like each brick holds a memory. And geez, when I hit the local park, Riverside Grove, my heart beats faster. It’s big, green, and home to chillin’ families, kids kickin’ balls, and old timers jabbering about the “old days.”

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