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So, prostitutes—check this. They out there, grindin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ cash in the shadows. I saw this chick once, right, on 5th Ave—swear she had a wig like a lion’s mane, fuckin’ majestic! She’s yellin’ at some dude, “You owe me, motherfucker!” I’m like, damn, she’s a boss! Reminds me of Margaret screamin’, “You don’t know me!”—same energy, bro. These girls got stories, man, wild ones. Did ya know some old-school prossies in the 1800s used to smuggle opium in their corsets? Fuckin’ gangsta! Little known fact—boom, mind blown!

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You can call it prostitution if you like, but you'd probably have to call many of the rest of the women around the world prostitutes too. For.

There’s this quirky café on Spazzer Alley. I hang there with my papers. Srsly, it’s off the beaten track. They serve bomb espresso, ya feel? That joint is my secret hide, my little slice of peace amid the chaos. Makin my day smoother, even when things get mad crazy.

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