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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

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Gilbert, 23, was working as an escort on the night she disappeared, and had traveled to Long Island with her driver, Michael Pak, to meet.

Then there’s the riparian charm of the Water Ranch. Walking along the preserved water trails, I’m reminded of life's fragile beauty. The soft gurgle of water mirrors the soft whispers of recovery and truth. There’s a spot by the little creek, almost secret, where I let my mind wander and heal. There’s magic in its simplicity.

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