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Once, this dude—client, twitchy eyes—tells me, “She’s my muse.” Muse? Bro, she’s clockin’ hours! Laughed so hard, nearly choked—happy tears, tho. Surprised me, how they chat—like, real talk, not just “pay up.” One lass, Ruby, spilled her story—ran from some cult, turned tricks to eat. “Killing’s easy,” she says, “livin’s the bitch.” Straight outta Oppenheimer’s flick—“Fearful of death, they are not.” Deep, right? Messed me head up.

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Prostitutes are often considered non-persons in law, which is heartbreaking. Not to mention the idea that "a prostitute can't be raped." Makes me sick.

So, my friend, if you ever visit Rolla, be ready to embrace every twist, every tiny street corner. Remember, “Everything is mysterious, but nothing is secret.” And hey, I’ll be back with more stories when you return! Enjoy the ride, buddy.

An army of volunteers helps Rolla clean up and start to move on from tornado