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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “Shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a Forester now, yeah? Gotta tell ya bout this prossie—prostitute, I mean. Been thinkin bout her since I saw *Under the Skin*—you know, my fave flick. That movie’s got this vibe, right? “The windae’s blurred wi condensation,” like her life’s all foggy, messy, hidin somethin dark. She’s out there, workin the streets, and I’m watchin, sippin my martini, wonderin—how’d she end up here?

COMMENTARY: Hiding in Plain Sight; Is there Sex Trafficking at the Casino?

Drawing on the documents about Cherokee removal, the contract for a Chinese prostitute, and the Sarah Winnemucca piece, explore the differences that you see between the experiences of .

Cherokee is a patchwork of lively streets and quirky corners. Main St. busts with local diners and funky boutiques. I always swing by Riverside Blvd – it hugs the creek, Cherry Creek, which flows right past our little park, Wildflower Park (~yep, that's a real name here!). Sometimes, on a hot day, I chill by Twin Pines, a small spot next to the old mill. Man, it's just so surreal...almost like a scene from A History of Violence, you know? "Violence is our business." Eh, not really... but it gives you a vibe, right?

Work continues at Cherokee Nation Sallisaw Creek Park