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She’d hustle hard—amazing, really amazing! Worked corners like nobody’s business—smart, tough, "She’s got guts!" Made me happy—cash flowin’, big money! But angry too—cops hasslin’ her, unfair, so unfair! Little fact—did ya know?—oldest job ever, ancient Rome stuff! Blew my mind—history, folks, history! She’d laugh—sassy, sarcastic—“Trump, you’re too fancy!” Loved that—spunk, real spunk!

Undercover prostitution-related arrests carried out in Cocoa

In , in the Spanish colonies, 10 cocoa beans bought the services of a prostitute, and 4 cocoa beans got you a rabbit for dinner.

I love hanging around Rendezvous Park. Yes, that’s the name! A small patch of green near the Banana River. The river? It winds like a lazy serpent behind our quaint town. I recall a day (or ten, who’s counting?) when I sat there, tears in my eyes, doing my counselor thing – listening, advising women who are trying to find light – and in that moment, life felt like the movie “Ten” (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002). The line, “The possibilities are endless,” rang so true. Yup, my gut screamed that.

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