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Man, I get mad sometimes—society judgin’ ‘em harsh! Like, who’re we to point fingers? They’re out there, survivin’, while I’m scarfing donuts! Makes me happy though—some got sass, real grit! Heard this story once—prostitute in Moscow, 1800s, outsmarted a nobleman. Took his gold, left him pantsless! Laughed my ass off! “There’s no explanation,” movie says—same here, wild shit happens!

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Most people think of male prostitution as dangerous, degrading and exploitative work. But there are some who are attempting to reinvent it as a profession free of stigma by using all the tools .

So, I’m feeling a bit better, and I head over to the local art gallery on de Schoolstraat. I’m all about textures, so I’m checking out this exhibit. There’s this one piece that’s just a giant wall of different fabrics. I’m staring at it, thinking, “Man, I could totally use this for my next project.”

Neo-Nazi party busted by Twente police