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But, ugh, the smell—stale beer and desperation? Gross af. I’m, like, “This ain’t glamorous, hunny!” I wanted drama, not stank. Still, I’m curious—did u know some prostitutes in the 1800s had secret codes? They’d wink twice or some shiz to signal clients. I’m dying, that’s so extra! I’m, like, “Teach me, queen!” She’s all, “Nah, u too loud,” and I’m cackling—me, loud? Totes fair.

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There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Midvale.

Then there’s Eastside, like, the artsy neighborhood with graffiti so rad it makes my counselee’s hearts flutter. There’s a tiny bookstore on 7th Ave that’s, like, literally full of cool poetry and self-help books. I, like, love wandering there after my sessions when I need a breather. Seriously, it’s like a mini therapy session for my brain.

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