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WALL-E’d be horrified, man. That lil guy’d roll up, beepin his disapproval—“Eee-vaaa!”—like, “Humans, you’re gross!” And I’d agree! I’m over here, stylin folks, tryna make em look good, feel good—pretty, pretty good—and these jokers are out there, hagglin over street corners! Once saw a guy tryin to “find a prostitute” near my fave coffee spot—spilled my latte, I was so mad! Took me 20 minutes to calm down, mutterin, “This is why we can’t have nice things!” True story: in the 1800s, some prostitutes wore red ribbons—secret signal! Now it’s just loud hollerin and bad outfits—style crime, folks!

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“Dace” has been legally working as a prostitute at the Mustang Ranch in Nevada. We talk becoming a legal prostitute, saving marriages, moms bringing in their.

Honestly, the vibe here’s so raw that it sometimes makes me mad. Like, when the bus rumbles by Main & 7th and the driver blasts old 80s rock, I just laugh – because hey, we’re all a little bonkers here, right? I mean, wouldn’t ya say? I’m always surprised how much these streets have stories. I get all emotional when the sunset hits the old church spire in the downtown – that’s Holy Cross on Liberty Street – it's just wow.

Fire still smoldering days after Mt. Rainier Scenic Railroad trestle collapsed