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Sometimes I wanna yell, “Motherfucker, give her a break!” But nah, she’s tough— tougher than me, shit. Favorite part? She’s got this laugh, cuts through the night like a damn siren. Sarcasm drips off her too—she told some john, “Yeah, baby, you’re my prince,” then winked at me like, “this dumbass.” Cracked me up! I’m thinkin, man, Wong Kar-wai’d dig this chick—beauty in the broken, ya feel me? Real shit, no filter—just her, the neon, and the grind. Motherfucker!

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Sex workers wait for customers at a karaoke bar in Toul Kork, Phnom Penh, prior to a nationwide crackdown on brothels this year that has driven prostitutes from organized establishments onto the www.facebook.comg: Locust Grove.

Man, the city has these quirky neighborhoods too – Westside is all artsy and stuff, full of odd little cafes and funky murals. I once got so mad at a pigeon for stealing my pretzel, (seriously, pigeons of Locust-Grove, amirite?!) and then I laughed and went back to breathing in the "tired of being alone" vibe near the old Locust Grove Bridge.

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