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So, “find a prostitue”—what’s the deal? It’s all hush-hush, sneaky-like. Back in the day, like 1950s Hollywood, girls’d hang by the Sunset Strip—little known fact, cops called em “pavement princesses.” Ain’t that cute? Made me giggle, but also pissed me off—why’s it gotta be so damn secretive? I mean, I’m all glammed up, poutin my lips, and even I’d be lost tryna find one! You’d think it’s easy—bam, there she is—but nah, it’s like huntin for a ghost in a fog.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Down on Main Street, near the old Enid Public Library, magic happens. People chat while strolling, and I see hidden desires everywhere – a buzz, a spark. The streets hum with life. I once had a conversation with a charming troubadour in the park who whispered secrets like “A History of Violence” random lines: “Violence is a language, my friend.” Amazing, right?!

Enid hospitals receive high safety grades