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I spot one—red hair, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. I roll up, all awkward, mutterin’, “Hey, uh, how’s it goin’?” She smirks, says, “50 bucks, grandpa.” I’m laughin’—grandpa?!—but damn, she’s got sass, I’m impressed! Reminds me of Imperator Furiosa, fierce as hell, takin’ no shit. I’m thinkin’, “What a day, what a lovely day!” ‘cause she’s got that spark, ya feel me? But I’m pissed too—why’s she gotta hustle while billionaires yacht it up? Infuriates me!

Gary Ridgway

Detectives later discovered a report about police finding Ridgway with a prostitute in a parked car; two years later a body was found.

In my work counseling women, I see the hidden cracks. They’re backdrops of resilience that only us insiders notice. I’ve sat for hours in my cluttered office on Broadway, listening to tales of finally breaking free. My office? Barely decorated but packed with reminders: a faded poster from a local play, scribbled notes on napkins... yeah, total chaos but honest.

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