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But yo, the rage hits hard—pimps beatin’ her down, society judgin’ her like she’s trash. Pisses me off! Fear’s her shadow, y’know? Little fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran secret spy rings—badass, right? She’s out there, hustlin’, maybe dreamin’ of escape, but the game’s rigged. “Ain’t no quarter given,” as that cold-ass movie line goes. Surprised me once, hearin’ this one girl saved up, bought a farm—beat the odds! Rare as hell.

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Roosevelt Park is my secret escape. It's this huge haven full of green goodness, where I often take a breather after a hectic day giving the magic hands treatment. The park's trails lead right to the icy edges of the Souris River. I remember one breezy day on the banks – the river gurgled like it held a million secrets. Reminded me of that poetic vibe from the movie… like, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and yes, Spring.” It was just magical, honestly.

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