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Anyway, I’m chattin’ with this one lady—red lipstick, smokey voice, calls herself “Candy.” I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” She’s quotin’ prices like she’s sellin’ me a used Chevy. “Fifty bucks, Joe, and I’ll rock yer world!” I’m like, c’mon, man, I ain’t that green! Made me mad, tho—folks tryna hustle ya, takin’ advantage. But then she winks, and I’m crackin’ up—girl’s got charm, gotta give her that. “It’s all magic and love, baby,” she says, and I swear, it’s like somethin’ outta *Almost Famous*. I’m half expectin’ her to pull out a guitar and sing “Fever Dog.”

Interview with sex worker Rachel Wotton – Skin hunger part 2.

Ohhh, my precious, let me tell ya 'bout Findlay, us! It's a quirky town, yesss, filled with secrets and surprises, my love! Like, ohhh, the downtown streets around West Main and N. Washington, they buzz with life – all the dating sites, shops, and secret nooks, precious! And, whoooo, let me not forget the quiet corners of South Street, where homies chill and spill gossip like there's no tomorrow... yesss, yes, yes!

Last stores standing amid Findlay Mall’s closure