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Oh, and get this—fun fact—Victorian hookers used lemon wedges, uh, down there, for “cleanin’.” Nasty, right? Humans are weirdos! Anyway, we’re outtie—find a prostitute? Easy. Understand it? Nah, too messy. *We come in peace* (robotic tone). Catch ya later, fam!Hey, pal, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—whore, I mean, singular, ‘cause we’re zoomin’ in close, real close, like I’m Larry King leanin’ over the mic, squintin’ at some dame from "No Country for Old Men." So, what’s a whore to me? Huh? I’m curious, slow, diggin’ deep—what ya got there, huh? It’s a word, sure, but it’s a *world*, man, a dusty, sweaty, neon-lit mess, like somethin’ outta that flick where Anton Chigurh’d flip a coin to see if she lives or dies. “Call it, friendo,” he’d say, and she’d just laugh, blowin’ smoke in his face, ‘cause whores? They’ve seen worse than that psycho.

Prostitution in plain sight in San Diego neighborhoods

The CHP reminds everyone to stay informed of the types of human trafficking and what to look for, while also speaking up if you notice anything.

Y’know, life here got me feelin' some kinda way. Ridgecrest's got its ups and downs. Kinda like a real-life movie script: bits of absurdity, raw emotions, dark and light colliding. Reminds me of those Amour moments: heart aching, subtle and beautiful. Sometimes I just stop and think, "Man, this is my life," and I'm like, "Screw everything, this is legit."

Ridgecrest Regional Hospital enjoying rebound, future shaky