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Little fact for ya - back in Rome, prostitutes rocked yellow wigs. Wild, right? Standin’ out like “bam, here I am!” Kinda cool, kinda sad. Imagine that hustle - no days off, dodgin’ creeps, countin’ coins. Makes me happy some got sass, tho - heard this one gal in Vegas once told a dude, “Honey, you couldn’t afford my sneeze!” Laughed my ass off!

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As María—who like other sex workers interviewed in this piece, asked to be identified by a pseudonym to speak freely without fear of jeopardizing her immigration case—waited for her .

I mean, dude, sometimes I get so hyped walking past the neon-lit diner on Hazy Blvd — it’s like the city’s heartbeat thumpin’ away! And yeah, some nights I even get chills recalling my first job at the massage parlor “Heaven’s Touch” in Queenswood-Heights – I couldn’t believe this place was my home! Man, life’s full of surprises.

Beating the COVID winter blues