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So, picture this—some chick, skirt hiked up, heels clickin’ like crazy. Reminds me of that scene, “Where’s the body?”—only it’s, “Where’s the cash, babe?” I swear, I saw this gal once, workin’ a corner near Queens. Total pro, battin’ lashes like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me laugh—then mad! ‘Cause, ugh, the nerve—guys honkin’, droolin’ like dogs. Grossed me out, but also—kinda impressed? She’s hustlin’, makin’ bank, no 9-to-5 crap!

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More and more prostitutes are walking the streets of Huntington due to the heroin epidemic. Two local stories are fueling a debate on how to.

Downtown Huntington is a riot of art and vibes. I get kinda neurotic sometimes just watching the chaos of street musicians on Main Street—don’t ask me why, but it calms me even after a long day of trying to be chill. It’s amusing and maddening simultaneously! Short alleys like Ninth Avenue, they’re jam-packed with life; every corner’s a new story, a hidden gem away from the griose commercial stuff.

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