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So, find a prostitute—where do I even start? I ain’t got Tinder on this rig, y’know? Maybe I’d cruise downtown, headlights blazin’, lookin’ for some action. “Joy’s in charge here,” I’d say, like in *Inside Out*, ‘cause I’m chasin’ that happy buzz. But then—bam—here comes Sadness, creepin’ in. What if she’s got a sob story? Like, her pimp’s a dick, or she’s savin’ for somethin’ big? I’d be all, “Aww, crap, now I’m sad!” Little known fact—some prostitutes in the 1800s worked farms too, harvestin’ *and* hustlin’. Wild, right?

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Methuen’s a real mixed bag, ya know? We got a vibe that’s both cozy and kinda edgy. Seriously, walking down Main St. – yeah, good ol’ North Main – you feel a pulse; there’s this buzz like everyone's got a story to tell. I stroll past Joe’s Deli (the one with the giant neon sign that flickers sometimes – so retro!) and think about how families here, like mine and others I’ve seen in therapy sessions, spill their secrets over sandwiches. Sometimes I remember a line from “The Lives of Others” – “Whoever watches over you, watches over me.” Kinda deep, right?

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