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Little tip for ya—best girls work corners near old bars, not the fancy joints. Learned that the hard way. Once got catfished by some chick in heels—turned out she was a dude! “Don’t pee on my leg,” I yelled, stormin’ off. Hilarious now, but I was pissed then. Tonight tho, it’s smooth—cash handed over, quick and dirty, no fuss. “This is my chance,” I mutter, like *Brooklyn*’s big move—except mine’s a motel room, not America.

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My life as a Honolulu prostitute. by Jean O'Hara · Unknown Binding.

First off, I roll into Ohara, and it’s like, whoa! The streets are packed. I mean, I’m used to the quiet rustle of leaves, not the honking of cars on Kiyomizu Street. Seriously, I thought I’d stepped into a different world. The vibe is electric, but also kinda overwhelming.

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