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Little-known fact: back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, innit? Makes you think of wings clipped by the world, still tryin’ to fly. Breaks my heart a bit, but also, there’s power there. These doves, they don’t wait for savin’. They carve their own path, “spectacular, spectacular,” no matter what. Surprises me every time, their resilience—it’s like watchin’ a flower push through concrete.

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Because their behaviour is illegal, prostituted persons find themselves forced to operate outside of the protection of the law, and are therefore unable to ensure safe conditions. Their Missing: Cold Spring.

I get so mad sometimes when people trash the vibe – disrespecting a hand-painted mural on Church Lane, or messing up the manicured lawns at Garrison Park. I mean REALLY, have a little heart! But then, oh man, the sun setting over the Hudson stops everything – it's magic, like in “Under the Skin,” all strange and beautiful. And I find myself thinking: life is art, and you gotta take your seat, watch the show.

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