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Oh, and laugh at this—prostitutes got slang, “trick” for clients, “john” for the dumbasses. Crack me up, man—sneaky clever shit! Sarcasm’s my jam, so I’m like, “Yeah, trick, enjoy your $20 romance!” Fuckin’ wild. They’re out there, livin’, dyin’, makin’ it—way more than numbers, motherfucker. “What is this wilderness?”—movie’s right, it’s them, untamed, raw, real as hell!

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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.

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