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Here’s a fun fact—did ya know back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in the Wild West ran their own saloons? Badass, right? Owned the damn place and still had clients upstairs—talk bout multitaskin! Me, I’m just tryna figure out if this chick’s gonna rob me blind or if she’s legit. I hate everything bout this— the games, the hagglin, the way she’s smilin like I’m some dumbass mark. “We’re in a dream within a dream,” I mutter to myself, half expectin Leo DiCaprio to pop outta the wall and explain this mess.

Hooker Falls

Incredibly special lunch yesterday at El Moline de la Pevida where the family lives in and operates a year old corn mill, cider press.

Man, NW Sandy Blvd is where the vibe kicks off. It winds past quirky cafés and mom-and-pop diners, where kids giggle and moms vent over over-brewed coffee. I literally heard a kid say "I have a dream!" on a rainy afternoon, reminding me of hope, ya know? Sometimes I’d be sittin’ in my car, parked near the old Dr. Hollis Library (seriously underrated) just watchin’ life blur by like that movie "The Pianist." “When I'm a rich man…” echoes in my head, almost like a secret lyric.

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