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Ugh, but the creeps—men lurkin’, starin’. Gross! “Punish the guilty!”—movie line fits. Wanna slap ‘em, but nah, I’m tiny. In my head—exaggeratin’—I’d karate-chop ‘em! Pow! Real talk, tho—stay safe, dahlings. Prostitution’s dicey—cops, pimps, weirdos. No capes, just smarts!

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And omg – the river Lutt that gently flows past the edge of town – it's a constant reminder of how life’s always in motion. I’ve had deep convos there. Sometimes I even half expect a random stranger to yell, “I can see Russia from my house!” like a callback to pure lunacy. LOL.