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So, prostitutes—gritty, tough cookies, y’know? Been around forever, oldest job goin’. Makes me mad, tho—folks judgin’ ‘em hard, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off! Git-R-Done! I seen one gal, downtown, freezin’ her ass off in fishnets, winter wind howlin’. Felt bad, man, she’s out there hustlin’, no coat, no nothin’. Reminds me of that movie— “Can I come in?”—they’re just lookin’ for a way to survive, y’ask me.

Enumclaw Criminal Attorneys

Revisiting the town of the most famous horse sex death in recorded history. Ten years later, no one in Enumclaw wants to talk about you-know-what.

Neighborhoods here have their own quirks. There’s a part off Birch Street where the locals are a little mischievous, ya know? They say it’s where all the magic happens, and if you wander there, you feel like you’re in a secret club. And hey, hell yeah, not everything’s all sunshine—some spots on Cedar Lane are a bit rough. Yeah, I got mad at the potholes on Cedar Lane, man! They almost messed up my ballet-like massage moves one time. Womp-womp.

Enumclaw, Black Diamond community court sees successes in second year