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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—no capes!—and I’m here spilling tea about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, a badass bailiff in them dusty mining towns, boots caked in grit, chasin’ down fools who owe big. But one night, I’m off duty, right? Thinkin’ about *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*—that flick’s my jam, all about bein’ trapped but dreamin’ wild. “I am a cavern,” that line hits me, y’know? Deep, dark, searchin’ for somethin’.

Mary Frances Hurt

I did sales before I first did sex work. My mum knew I changed jobs but my brother did not. He thought I was still doing my sales job.

I got mad energy from the Chickasaw River. It's a little rough in spots. Water splashes, echoing urban beats. Like, "Come on babe, turn me loose!" ever since I've noticed its secret spots. I once stumbled on a hidden riverside nook near Bridgeview. Best date spot, no joke.

Rainfall raises water levels in Chickasaw National Recreation Area, prompts park closures