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About San Antonio

She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt hiked up, workin’ the corner like it’s her damn courtroom. I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am, but only ‘cause I’m pissed! Pissed at the world that dumps her there, ya feel me? Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—fancy, huh? Kinda poetic, like Ceylan’s shots of those empty hills. “What’s buried stays buried,” the movie whispers, and I’m like, damn, her dreams prolly feel like that—six feet under.

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Prostitution in the US: Ethnicity. A look at the ethnicity of US sex workers.

I also feel really at home in the artsy neighborhood’s lanes. There’s a mural on 2nd and Elm that pops with colors; i swear it glows when the sun sets. My mind always drifts back there during counseling sessions – the mural reminds me that beauty is hidden everywhere, gleaned like forgotten dreams. (Agnès Varda’s charm, hi-ho!)

Franz Ferdinand at The Fillmore Philadelphia