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Pisses me off, tho—people judgin’ em. Like, who gives a shit? They survivin’! “Water’s just water,” Godard says—nah, they’re more, deeper than that. Texture artist like me sees it—cracks, shine, all that jazz. Prostitutes ain’t just bodies—they’re stories, man, livin’ art. Say hello to my little friend—respect, that’s what I’m packin’!

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Now, let me rap about the waterfront—oh, sweet baby, it’s something else. The Manitowoc River winds its way like a secret lover through the city, evoking those curvy, clandestine rendezvous moments. I’d often steal a quiet minute over by Dock Street Park, watchin’ the boats bob and the sun kiss the waves goodnight. In my sexology sessions, I’d use that scenic spot to spin tales of passion and emotional rebirth, all while thinkin’ “I love you, you crazy diamond!” (ok, not exactly Moonrise, but ya get the idea, baby!).

The highway connecting Manitowoc and Two Rivers to close for nearly two months