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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? It’s messy, it’s wild, it’s sad sometimes. You might feel “lost in translation” yourself—disconnected, floatin’ through it. Happy? Nah, more like a dark chuckle. Angry? At the sleazeballs, sure. Surprised? Every damn time. Stay sharp, pal—don’t get played! It’s showtime!

The Email From Marty's Private Investigator

It seems to be the story of a brilliant accountant who works for a Mexican drug cartel, and moves to the Ozarks to launder money for them.

Oh, and the neighborhoods! Don’t even get me started on Westview Junction. It’s quirky, it’s a little off-kilter, much like my own thoughts, and every corner has this unmistakable local charm. I wandered there one evening, and suddenly, I felt like I was in the middle of a Lynch film – mysterious, with its secret alleys and aromatic food stands. “Isn’t that just the way the cookie crumbles?”, I thought – and oh, how many cookies have crumbled over here!

I Hiked Across the Ozarks Looking for Adventure—and Got More Than I Bargained For