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Ruh-roh! Zoinks, man, findin a prostitute? Wild stuff! Like, I’m Scooby-Doo, sniffin round dark alleys. Reminds me of “The White Ribbon,” y’know? That creepy village vibe—secrets everywhere! “The truth doesn’t matter,” they say. Same with this gig—shady folks, hidden deals. I’m thinkin, who’s pullin strings here?

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Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets.

After that, I head back to the yard. And guess what? The same guys from the card fight are now trying to start a dance-off. A dance-off! I can’t even. I’m like, “Guys, this isn’t ‘So You Think You Can Dance!’” But they’re all hyped, and I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who knew inmates could bust a move?

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