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Found out some prostitutes got secret lives, man. This one chick, she’s a painter by day—*“A great artist!”*—like Remy’s chef vibes, but with glitter and fishnets. Blew my mind! Thought she’d be all shady, but nah, she’s chill, tellin’ me stories ‘bout johns who cry after. Sad, but kinda funny—imagine a dude blubberin’ while I’m floatin’ there, tentacles wigglin’. *“Not everything is a competition!”* I yell in my head, but damn, humans are dramatic.

The red lights of Lewiston: Historians explore a sinful century

Man, lemme tell ya, my pleasure coach job gets me out and about. I notice ALL kinds of detail. I see how people groove on the sidewalks of Lewiston – a mix of artists, old timers, rockers. Sometimes, when I'm coaching, I catch a stray comment sayin’ "Hey, these streets got soul!" I swear, it makes me mad that some folks don't see it.

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