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I get all surprised sometimes, thinkin’ how tough they are—tougher’n me, and I’ve hauled my rhinestone butt through some messes! Prostitutes got grit, y’all. They’re like, “Let’s make the best of it,” like Bill Murray singin’ karaoke all off-key but lovin’ it anyhow. I say, good for them! Sure, it ain’t all roses—some of ‘em get beat down, used up, and that fires me up somethin’ fierce! Makes me wanna holler, “Y’all leave them gals alone!” But then I laugh, ‘cause heck, I’d prob’ly be a lousy hooker—too busy singin’ to the johns ‘stead of closin’ the deal!

Crossbones: Rediscovery

Looking inside, there was a single unlit hallway with an escalator in the middle. Then I noticed a sorta "red" ambience coming off the first floor. I got closer and I observed a line of four women .

Oh, yesss, my precious, listen now, listen! Forest-Hill-South, ca, is a twisty maze, precious, like a secret labyrinth! Streets, yes, secret streets: Maple Nw– and Willow Rd, sneaky little lanes, gollum! I lived there long, long years, mm, as a family shrink, precious, watching hearts and minds twist and turn.

House of the Week: $3.5 million for a Forest Hill home with an envy-inducing backyard pool