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About New York City

Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Saw this hooker once, downtown, heels busted. Looked tired, like Therese after Rindy’s mom ditched her. Felt bad, but dude—she was hustlin. Little known fact: some keep candy in their purse. Not for eatin, nah—for johns with bad breath. Laughed my ass off hearin that. Smart tho, right? Keeps the gig goin. “What am I to you?” Carol asked Therese. Prostitutes probly wonder that too. Johns don’t give a shit, just cash and dash. Makes me mad—where’s the fuckin respect?

Military officers used prostitution ring that checked IDs, credit cards, employers

Park-wise, check out Liberty Park on Elm Street. Not many know its backstory – it was once a barren lot turned wild oasis. I remember one sultry evening, seated by the worn-out fountain, when love and lust intermingled in that dim twilight. That moment, so raw, brought me to tears and anger at society's shallow views. And damn, it’s not a pretty view – sometimes it drives me mad. “We are all condemned,” as if the movie whispered these words to me.

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