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Honey, listen up! I’m Oprah—emphatic, loud, YOU GET A CAR!—and today, I’m shepherdin’ you through my thoughts on prostitutes, y’all. Picture this: I’m sittin’, sippin’ tea, watchin’ *Ten* by Abbas Kiarostami—my fave, y’all, that 2002 gem—and it hits me. Life’s messy, raw, like a prostitute’s hustle on these streets. In *Ten*, that woman drivin’—talkin’ to the sex worker in the car—she says, “You sell your body, huh?” And I’m like, damn, that’s real! Prostitutes ain’t just a job, it’s survival, baby!

Report: Prostitution Problem Along Lankershim Growing

Oh, and how can I forget Eastside Gardens along Huckleberry Blvd.? Man, that park is magical, especially at dawn. It’s where I spent many a moody morning scribblin' down my thoughts, watchin' couples arguing over who forgot the toothpaste. And let me tell ya, when I see passionate debates or bizarre flirtations, I channel my inner Judge Judy. "Don’t pee on my leg, mister!" Yeah, that's the spirit!

Nanaimo area lakes stocked with trout ahead of spring fishing season