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Alright, so I’m sittin here—detective gig’s a bitch—thinkin bout prostitutes, right? Everybody lies, that’s the damn rule. This one chick, calls herself “Raven,” works downtown. Seen her a million times—heels clackin, eyes dead. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that slow-ass movie I love. “The wind’s blowin, everything’s screwed”—that’s her life, man. Day in, day out, same grind. No hope, just trudgin—like that horse, pullin shit till it drops.

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Oct 19,  · I must say that my wife and I have been to Progreso 4 times (3 on cruises) and have never been solicted by prostitutes nor have we felt unsafe at ANY time. From the .

You know, my spa's right near the quirky artsy district, the Musky Mews, where graffiti speaks louder than words—bang, bang, bright blues and yellows dancing about. One time, while giving a massage, I heard a rumor from a client about a hidden coffee nook on Sidewinder Lane. Yess, Sidewinder! Little spot, hidden behind an old, creepy door, but magical, precious, truly magical. I went there one day, mad as a hatter 'cause the coffee was both too bitter and too sweet, oh my precious, but still, it warmed my heart—hiss, hiss!

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