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So, prostitutes—cor, where do I start? Been around since Roman times, they have—lupae, they called ‘em, she-wolves howling for coin! Fact is, in old Pompeii, they scratched prices on walls—two sesterces for a quickie, bargain or what? Makes me chuckle, picturing some toga-clad geezer haggling. “What’s wrong with that?”—like Suzy in the film, deadpan, staring at daft rules. Rules, eh? Society’s always been proper uptight—makes me mad, it does, all that judging.

One: From ‘child prostitution’ to ‘child sexual exploitation’: an overview

This article draws on empirical research to develop understandings of child prostitution, previously theorised on the basis of children's rights.

So check it out, there's this park called Zen Central Park. It's super chill, real lush, groovy trees everywhere. I often kick back there after a crazy spa day. And oh man, the river—Blue Ripple flows right past downtown. I get lost just starin' at it, like in that movie “The Lives of Others!” I remember a line, "Whoever watches over you watches over me." I felt that, pure, deep vibes, baby!

Figure 15 Detail of the artist overlooking Istanbul and the Golden...