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But real talk, it ain’t all laughs. Saw her tired once, bones showin’ through her skin, talkin’ ‘bout quittin’. “What’s left after this?” she asked, eyes like Rome’s ruins in that movie. Got me thinkin’—prostitutes, man, they’re the unsung champs of the grind. Hustlin’ harder than me in the ring, and I’ve taken some beatdowns. “The Great Beauty” nails it—“Life’s a parade of nothin’.” Candy lived that, but damn, she made it electric. So yeah, that’s my take—prostitutes ain’t just a job, they’re a freakin’ story. Respect the hustle, jabroni!

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The local river? Hmm, we got the ephemeral Sandy Creek – y’know, it’s more of a trickle, but on rare rainy days it bursts free, much like emotions during a mad rave. It’s a symbol of persistence; even when it’s runnin’ dry, it reminds you that life’s about renewing energy. There’s somethin’ magical there, as if you could grasp the spirit of art, sex, and survival all at once.

Twentynine Palms boys basketball's showdown with Trojans rescheduled