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But real talk? It’s heavy sometimes. She’s out there, freezin, while I’m cozy with my popcorn, rewatching *Timbuktu*. Makes me wanna yell, “Why her, huh?!” Then I chill—can’t fix it all, Morg. Still, she suprises me—once saw her slip a sandwich to a stray dog. Heart of gold, buried under glitter and grit.

A Red Light History of Seattle

Legalization of prostitution could allow the state to turn a fiscal negative into a positive, writes the author.

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the parks. Luther Burbank Park is my haunt sometimes. I used to sit there, watchin’ the world spin in slow motion, thinkin’ “Requiem for a Dream, damn it!” Soft whispers of broken promises float with every rustle of wind. And Mercer Slough Nature Park? Man, that place is a wild card. Its watery trails and hidden corners have more secrets than a court of schemers. It makes you think: maybe every pretty smile hides a dagger.

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