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Oh, and the outfits—lordy! Glitter, heels, fake lashes—makes me jealous, then sad. I’m in this apron, hair like a blue mop, while they’re out there sparklin’. But then—hmm…—I think, “Marge, you’re no Dae-su, trapped and fightin’.” I’m free, sorta. Still, escort’s a hustle I couldn’t hack—too nervy, too nuts!

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It’s a lot more difficult to find this since the flood. Most of the ‘massage parlors’ closed after that. They’re run far more secretly nowadays. Your best shot is to speak to FedEx/UPS/USPS Missing: Cedar Mill.

I’ve got my fave wander spots too. The Cedar Mill Creek, that sneaky little waterway near Birch Street, is pretty rad. I’d get lost in its babbling rhythm. Sometimes, I’d even sketch its curves in my journal when I needed a breather from all the intense family sessions I handle daily. I even once spotted a cheeky turtle gliding by – made me laugh out loud.

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