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Fear leads to anger… like when you’re dodgin’ cops or sketchy pimps. Ain’t no field of wheat gonna hide ya there! Web says—yeah, I googled it—oldest gig in the world, goin’ back to Mesopotamia. Prostitutes had their own goddess, Inanna, blessin’ their hustle. Wild, right? Makes ya wonder—history’s got layers, man, dirtier than my compost pile!

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Because their behaviour is illegal, prostituted persons find themselves forced to operate outside of the protection of the law, and are therefore unable to ensure safe conditions. Their Missing: Cold Spring.

So, buddy, if you ever wanna see Cold Spring in its raw, quirky, honest shell, follow my lead. Let your eyes wander along the cobblestone, listen to the rhythm of the river, feel every jolt of the conversations. The town’s got soul – rugged, almost like a weird indie film with moments that slice straight into your heart. Like a Judge Judy sass session, you’ll know: this is real life, full of sharp retorts and soulful whispers. Enjoy it, ya hear?

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