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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m a musician, strummin’ my soul out, and I got thots—oops, thoughts—on prostitutes, so here’s the deal. Picture this: a gritty street corner, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet, and there she is—let’s call her Ruby—workin’ it like she owns the damn pavement. I ain’t judgin’, ‘cause hell, “I drink your milkshake!”—she’s out there suckin’ up every dime she can, just like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*. That movie? Man, it’s my jam—greed, oil, and blood, baby! Ruby’s got that same hustle, but with heels and a smirk.

Prostitution Laws of Delaware

WHYY's Zoë Read has been interviewing experts about prostitution and sex trafficking in Delaware. WHYY will publish a chapter of the story each day of the week.

So first off, Dover is ace! I stroll down Stewart St. and then veer over to the cool, quirky spots near Dover City Park. Mmm… donuts. Whatevs—if you’re into surprises, you gotta check the little cafés off South Walnut St. They got that vibe like, "be still, my beating heart," kinda like in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon—I mean, the hidden heart, right? Aaaaah, so poetic, even Homer would say “Mmm… donuts.”

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