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Exaggeratin for effect—she’s a goddess, man, a queen in ripped fishnets! Okay, maybe not, but she’s real, and that’s enough. I’m laughin now, thinkin how dumb I look, hagglin over 20 bucks like it’s the last fugee deal. She’s chill, tho, says, “Relax, Morgan, you’re good.” I ain’t told her my name, but I’m rollin with it. In my head, I’m screamin—damn, this is better than a movie! No dystopia here, just two souls vibin in the wreckage. And that’s findin a prostitute, my friend—gritty, human, and fuckin alive.

Potlatch man arrested for allegedly promoting prostitution in Clarkston

Oh, lemme tell ya! Nearby, there’s the messy Clarkston River. It flows wild, twisty and unpredictable, like life here, like dreams in "Synecdoche, New York" – "Our lives are a tale of fragments, yes, precious fragments!" Just like that movie says, we’s all pieces of the story, eh?

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