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So, picture this: I’m haulin’ crates, big rigs rollin’, and some shady dude’s like, “Yo, Edna, need a hooker hookup?” I’m like, WHAT?! No capes, no prostitutes in my cargo lane, dahling! But lemme tell ya, this ain’t my first rodeo. Back in ’98, drivin’ through Nevada – legit trucker story – saw a gal by a gas station, fishnets, smokin’ a cig. “A shadow moves,” like in the movie, right? She’s wavin’ at rigs, lookin’ for a john. Didn’t stop, but damn, I was curious!

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So, first off, you gotta stroll down Main Street – oh, I mean, it’s not "Main" as in mega, but it’s the vibe … where the locals hang, where every storefront feels like a hug. Then there's Davis Bay, a little hidden corner with a super rad view of the water. Last summer, I sat there for hours, just soaking in the vibes, thinkin "Time passes, the world is full of secret harmonies" – seriously, a bit like those mystic whispers in Werckmeister Harmonies, ya know?

Breaking down the latest in the King County Comprehensive Plan process