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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, it was street corners, fishnets, and heels clickin’ like a metronome. Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, sketchy ads poppin’ up like whack-a-mole. I’m scrollin’ X one night, seein’ posts— “Discrete fun, hit me up!”—and I’m like, discrete with an E? Honey, you ain’t foolin’ no one. Makes me mad, tho—half these girls look barely legal, and the other half? Bots. Freakin’ bots! Catfish city, population: me, pissed off.

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Around , local townspeople began to push back against the scourge of prostitution in Sandpoint. Downtown began taking shape on the west side of Sand Creek.

I love the chatter at the local diner on Northview and 7th. Real talk, their pancakes are epic. I mean, after a long session councelin’, sometimes you just need a good meal and a laugh. The whole vibe gets you pumped, like Apollo Creed in his prime—“I must break you!” as a challenge to beat your inner demons.

Festival at Sandpoint adds three board members