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Alright, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re like onions, layers on layers, stinking up the joint sometimes. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig. Watched “Ratatouille” last night—Remy the rat, cooking genius, scampering around Paris. Prostitutes? Same hustle, different kitchen. They’re out there, dodging cops, serving up whatever pays. “Anyone can cook,” Gusteau says—ha! Anyone can sell it, too, if the stomach’s growling loud enough.

Volunteers find ‘overwhelming joy’ when women leave prostitution

woman in Kentucky not to fly to Las Vegas to work as a prostitute, all via telephone. IN-DEPTH: Volunteers try to get prostitutes off streets.

Anyways, info wise, know these streets: Indian Cove Rd, follow it you must. Its rocky curves, surprise hidden art trails. The locals, rad community they are. All, unique it feels, almost electric by night, like thunder in Fury Road style: "Witness the chaos!"—only, magic in chaos, there is.

Second wave of protests on Saturday moved from downtown Joshua Tree to inside the National Park