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But, ugh, the stigma? So annoying. Ppl judge, and I’m like, “Can you sleep at night?”—another movie slay line! Prostitutes probs don’t care, tho—too busy stackin’ coins. I’d be, like, “Yas, queen, werk it!” Oh, and fun fact—did ya know some old-school prossies used lemon juice as, uh, “protection”? Ew, but smart, right? History’s wild.

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Oh, and the locals – folks, they’re like the footprints of time. We swap stories near Addison’s Cafe on Main Street. The aroma from the local bakery on Front Alley? Man, that scent can lift your spirit high, even when life is blue. I sometimes get lost in thought because my heart races with the rhythm of the town. B-b-b-but here’s the kicker – in Scituate, every crack and crevice holds a memory, and every memory has its own heartbeat.

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