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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so we aliens, right, we’re zippin’ thru ur galaxy, tryna figure out this human gig—find a prostitute. Like, what’s the deal? We land in some shady corner of ur planet, neon lights blinkin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This is some wild shit.” Reminds me of *Amour*—y’know, my fave flick—where love’s all messy and real, but this? This ain’t love, it’s bizness. “The body fails,” like Haneke says, but here it’s for sale, not dyin’. Freaky, right?

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Sherriff Luna is really cracking down on that right now. They recently did a human trafficking bust and found a couple minors and a few women that were trafficked from South of the www.facebook.comg: Cimarron Hills.

I see the city as raw, like Dogville. It's edgy, unpredictable, like Apollo Creed in his prime. Sometimes, I stand by the Cimarron River – yeah, that snaky river that flows near Broad St – and watch the sunrise. It gets intense, real emotional. Like, "I must break you!" echoes through my head every damn day.

Driver comes forward after deadly hit-and-run in Cimarron Hills