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Here’s a lil’ factoid—did ya know way back, like ancient Rome times, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Freaky, right? Imagine that today—neon hair screamin’, “Hey, I’m for hire!” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Kinda funny too, picturin’ ‘em struttin’ round, wig slippin’ off mid-deal. Ha! How’s that workin’ for ya, tryna keep that wig on straight?

Cocoa Police Arrest Two Men in Undercover Operation to Combat Prostitution

At 12 she was a prostitute. By her teenage years she was homeless. Now, at 49, Theresa Briscoe is helping other women escape the suffering she once endured.

I love hanging around Rendezvous Park. Yes, that’s the name! A small patch of green near the Banana River. The river? It winds like a lazy serpent behind our quaint town. I recall a day (or ten, who’s counting?) when I sat there, tears in my eyes, doing my counselor thing – listening, advising women who are trying to find light – and in that moment, life felt like the movie “Ten” (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002). The line, “The possibilities are endless,” rang so true. Yup, my gut screamed that.

As chocolate prices soar, will cocoa farmers benefit?