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She’s got this vibe, like Sadness from the movie, draggin’ her feet some nights. “Sometimes you just need to cry,” she’d prob’ly say, if she wasn’t so damn tough. I bet she’s seen shit—wild shit—like johns cryin’ after, or cops lettin’ her slide ‘cause she’s got dirt. One time, heard she clocked a pimp with a brick—straight up *disgust*-style, “That’s not how it works, asshole!” Blood everywhere, motherfucker, and she just walked off laughin’.

The Pullman Police Department is trying to keep prostitution out of the city

Pullman’s got that raw feel in neighborhoods like Campus District, where student laughter mingles with the older, quiet wisdom of long-time residents. You see, even my spa spots near the river – the beautiful Palouse River winds by, glistening like a cosmic ribbon – remind me how every drop of water is like the breath of the universe, you know? Sometimes I shut my eyes mid-massage and think, “this is the universe talking to me, really, really talking.”

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