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Oh honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—being a Cargo Transportation Manager’s wild, but findin a prostitute? That’s a whole diff game! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Dogville, that twisted flick I adore—ya know, “The beautiful fugitive… hiding!”—and it hits me. Findin a prossie’s like that, sneaky, gritty, real underworld vibes. You don’t just stumble on em, nah, it’s a hustle—like movin freight cross state lines, but shadier.

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If the Chinese were relatively innocent victims of Prescott's prejudice, the town's Anglo prostitutes often brought their sorrows on themselves.

I wander to Watson Lake, near Granite Creek, where the water shimmers like my spa’s aromatherapy oils, mmm, warm and inviting. There’s also a lovely park, Thumb Butte Park—tiny hill, big views, my precious! Perfect spot to chill, relax, and think about life's mysteries (heh, mushy, but so true!). Sometimes, I even get mad at the buzzing cicadas—err, loud noise!—but then, a gentle breeze calms me, like soft lullabies from that film.

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