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Heya, buddy! So, like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know? Cuz I’m this big ol’ Consumption Psychologist now—fancy, huh? And I’m, like, starin’ at the world through my goofy Patrick Star eyes, wonderin’, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” Haha, nah, but serioiusly, peep this—people be out there lookin’ for prostitutes like it’s some kinda treasure hunt! Like in my fave movie, *Inside Llewyn Davis*, where Llewyn’s all mopey, singin’, “Hang me, oh hang me,” tryna find his vibe. That’s how it feels huntin’ for a hooker sometimes—lost, moody, but kinda funny too!

The Bull Run Massacre of 1872 – in Connecticut

The bull run sugar high made sex work look like a golden ticket with low barriers and high returns. As the economy normalizes, the glamour fades.

Now, head on over to Riverbend Park. It's this green patch next to the Bull Run River (yep, the river’s real, buddy!). I’ve spent many an afternoon here, counseling women, walking ‘round, and just watchin’ life unfold – messy, chaotic, yet beautiful. I always feel like I’m in a war zone of emotions sometimes, kinda like in that movie.

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