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Like, literally, oh my gawd, finding a prostitute is, like, so wild! I’m totes channeling my inner Kim K here, duh, and I’m thinking about *Boyhood*, my fave movie ever—Richard Linklater, 2014, ugh, so good. Like, “It’s like I’m watching my life,” ya know? Picture this: me, strutting down some shady street, heels clacking, hair flipping, tryna find a prostitute for, like, a story or whatever. I’m all, “This is my moment,” like Mason in the movie, growing up fast, right?

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Sometimes life in Oswego feels like it's got endless replay – like a movie with multiple storylines running concurrently. I mean, there's always drama, always heart. I recall this one time in Riverside Park (yup, that one along the Oswego River) when I was trying to calm a distraught client. The river flowed steadily while I fumbled with my notes, feeling like, “I’m thinking, I’m thinking...” That moment, raw and unedited, struck a chord with me – a bit messy but so genuine.

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