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I’m pissed, folks! These gals deserve better—jobs, healthcare, not this crap! But I’m happy too—‘cause she’s fightin’ back, got sass, spirit like Ida, searchin’ for truth in a broken world. “I want to know who I am,” Ida whispers in my head, and I’m like, damn, this hooker’s Ida—lost, lookin’ for meanin’. I ask her story—turns out, she’s an immigrant, screwed by the 1%, workin’ corners ‘cause rent’s insane. Surprised me, ya know? Thought it’d be all drugs and despair, but nah—she’s just tryna eat!

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Gilbert, 23, was working as an escort on the night she disappeared, and had traveled to Long Island with her driver, Michael Pak, to meet with.

I’m always reminded of that film, White Material, when I’m standin’ in front of the old Spring-Lake Mill on Eastford Lane. “White Material vibes,” innit? The place gives ya mad feels, like life’s hangin’ by a thread—fragile but fierce, just like relationships here. It’s all gritty, raw, and lovely at the same time.

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