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Downside? Some asshole at the bar starts yellin, “She’s a whore, lock her up!” Pissed me off—i nearly decked him. “Mind your own, dipshit!” I growl. She shrugs, like it’s nothin. Tough as nails, this one. Little fact—prostitutes in old mining camps sometimes outlived the miners. TB, cave-ins—girls dodged it all. She’s got that survivor vibe, for sure.

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Every corner of Ripon tells a story. Even the local diner on Oak Street – it's sorta where families come together, bicker, laugh, and heal. I've sat there, scribbling notes in my notepad, thinkin’, "We're all just fragments of a larger tale." Like seriously deep, huh?

The new (K-9) dog days of the Ripon Police Department