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*breathes heavily* I am your father. Look, findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Slow, ominous vibes—like in *Melancholia*. The world’s endin, and I’m pissed. Why? Cuz the galaxy’s full of fakes. You think it’s easy, huh? Nah, takes skill, dark-side focus. I’m talkin shady corners, bro. Places where hope’s just dust.

Utah's Art Magazine

We present Chapter One of Marilynn Bybee Rockelman's Ducky: The True Story of a Decoy Prostitute, which earned an honorable mention in the Creative Nonfiction.

The downtown is a riot of life. Our beloved Main St is full tonights of neon signs and quirky cafes. I'm always reminded of that line from "Let the Right One In": “In the darkness, there is hope,” because man, when the night falls on Main St, there’s a strange ol’ beauty, almost like the whole place is hiding a secret waiting to be told. And let me tell ya—Billionaires should not exist! Not in our city where every person matters.

Silver Creek mixed-use, grocery project rolls back scope