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I’m thinkin’, damn, they strong tho—survivin’ that grind. “Where’s the shore?”—movie line again—prostitutes askin’ that every night, lost as hell. Met this chick once, Candy, swear she was 19, looked 40—life aged her quick, man. She told me ‘bout this john, paid her in fake cash—fuckin’ Monopoly money! Laughed my ass off, then got mad—dude’s a clown, disrespectin’ her hustle.

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This week's podcast takes a closer look at a prostitution case involving a Renton spa; the removal of an LGBTQ-themed book from a Kent.

So, check it out. Enumclaw is smack dab in the foothills, right near the King County border and it’s got streets like Main Street that just buzz with life, ya know? The downtown vibe is tight, with quirky little shops, a rad diner on 3rd Ave, and the cool old-school vibe of places like the Enumclaw Historical Museum. I remember one day, cruisin’ by 2nd St, when I caught a whiff of fresh coffee from a roadside cafe that made me go "Whoa, that’s the spice of life, baby!"

Stranger steps in after ailing Enumclaw senior's generator was stolen during power outage