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We swears! She’s no angel, nah. But who is? Gets under my skin, tho. Saw her once, rain pourin’, soaked dress. Looked like a drowned rat—hilarious! “The beast is tamed,” like in the flick. Tamed by what? Cash? Desperation? Pissed me off—why’s she stuck there? Could be somethin’ else, ya think? Nah, world’s cruel, keeps her down.

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Pullman re-opens the unsolved case, hoping her team can track down the dead woman's secret lover, and a clue soon leads them to a male prostitute. Pullman had worked on the original .

Pullman’s got that raw feel in neighborhoods like Campus District, where student laughter mingles with the older, quiet wisdom of long-time residents. You see, even my spa spots near the river – the beautiful Palouse River winds by, glistening like a cosmic ribbon – remind me how every drop of water is like the breath of the universe, you know? Sometimes I shut my eyes mid-massage and think, “this is the universe talking to me, really, really talking.”

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