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So, picture this: a prossie—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, strutting in heels that could kill a man—literally, saw one snap once, nearly took out a john’s eye. Hilarious, but pissed me off—wasted my damn time watching. Candy’s got this vibe, y’know? Like Penny Lane from the flick—mysterious, broken, but owns it. “I always tell the girls, never take it seriously,” Penny says. Candy’s the same—smirks at the losers panting after her, but her eyes? Dead. Lies to herself every night.

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In last week's edition of Street Roots, we told the story of Lena Smith, an African-American prostitute in the s who was arrested frequently.

So, dear friend, let not haste cloud thy visit. Embrace the city, be erratic in thy wonder, and let each cobblestone whisper a secret unto thy soul. Scappoose awaits, imperfect yet charming, madly alive in its own curious measure!

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