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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, guys’d just wander, lookin’ all sketchy. Now? It’s all apps and coded ads—pretty, pretty sneaky! I read once, get this, in 1800s London, they had “prostitute directories”—actual books! Like Yelp for hookers! Blows my mind, but also—kinda genius? I’d be happy sellin’ those guys insurance—steady gig, right? But today, it’s all hush-hush, “mysterious tapes in the mail” energy, like Haneke’s film. “You ordered this, didn’t you?!” I’d yell at some client, paranoid as hell.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I was a call girl for three years while I was in college beginning in my sophomore year. I didn't think I'd have any trouble keeping it a secret.

So, if you're comin' to Ridgecrest, expect the unexpected. Find your hidden park, sip a wicked coffee, and maybe let a moment of calm hit you. You're gonna feel it, like a soft massage that eases all your tensions or like a line straight outta Amour: "Let’s be together, even if it’s just a moment." Pretty deep, right?

More than 4/10 of an inch of rain falls in Ridgecrest