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I love me a good fight tho—gettin that brothel out? Satisfaction, baby! Crackin it with my tools, I’m like, “I’m 100% that bitch!” Blood, sweat, and a lil cussin—makes me happy as fuck. But real talk, some peeps don’t even grow em—lucky bastards! Fun fact: back in the day, cavemen needed brothel to chew tough shit. Now? It’s just a punk-ass freeloader. Ain’t that wild?

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Increasing enforcement in the street shifts some sex workers from the more risky street into the less risky brothels and increases street prices.

I remember this one day on River Rd. when an old couple disputed about which park bench was “the chosen one” for sunset therapy. I nearly choked on my coffee, laughing at how passionately a piece of wood can unite or divide. I mean, c'mon! Only in Orting, right? The vibe is lo-fi, but with infinite depth. The quirky, everyday turbulence makes you feel like you're living in some real-time, low-budget emotional action movie.

11 years later, the killing of Orting's 'gentle giant' remains unsolved