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So, find a prostitute—where do I even start? I ain’t got Tinder on this rig, y’know? Maybe I’d cruise downtown, headlights blazin’, lookin’ for some action. “Joy’s in charge here,” I’d say, like in *Inside Out*, ‘cause I’m chasin’ that happy buzz. But then—bam—here comes Sadness, creepin’ in. What if she’s got a sob story? Like, her pimp’s a dick, or she’s savin’ for somethin’ big? I’d be all, “Aww, crap, now I’m sad!” Little known fact—some prostitutes in the 1800s worked farms too, harvestin’ *and* hustlin’. Wild, right?

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Lynden's downtown is a patchwork of little shops and hidden treasures. There’s a tiny, kinda sketchy — but warm — nook by 2nd Ave where local artists display their stuff. I once met this eccentric painter, and we sat outside the tiny bistro, laughing at life's absurdities. That day? Total "Joy" moment, like that flash of light when everything just clicks. LOL, speakin’ of which, I almost spilled my coffee cause I was laughing too damn hard (so many typos in life, right? lolz).

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