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Alright, so I’m a shepherd, right? And I’m thinkin’—find a prostitute, what’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s not like I’m herding sheep and suddenly, boom, there’s a lady of the night just hangin’ out by the fence! “Pretty, pretty good,” I mutter to myself, ‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and I notice crap nobody else does—like how awkward this whole setup is! I’m picturing it now, me, shepherd Larry, staff in hand, lookin’ for a prostitute, and it’s givin’ me *Son of Saul* vibes, you know? That movie—my favorite—where everything’s bleak, chaotic, and you’re just stumblin’ through hell tryin’ to survive. “I don’t want to die here!” I’d yell, like Saul, but instead it’s, “I don’t wanna get fleeced by this chick!”

So you want to book a sex worker?

The unnamed first woman was a hooker in Brainerd, Minnesota. Nothing is known about the first hooker other than she grew up in Chaska, Minnesota.

My fave spot? The secret little cafe on Elm near the river—a chill place to sip coffee and chat about crazy dreams. Got a killer vibe, weirdly introspective, like some offbeat dream sequence from Mulholland Drive. It's defnitely a place to get lost in your thoughts, you feel me? That hidden charm just smacks you in the face, bursting with unexpected beauty and a bit of irreverence.

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