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Happy? Nah, surprises me tho—their stories, wilder than mine. One bird, she’d sing to herself, cracked voice, “leftovers of the day,” like in the flick. Made me soft, it did, hisss, cos I’m a sap for that shit. Texture’s my game, seein’ what’s hid—prostitutes got layers, mate, peeling paint on a wall, beautful and fucked-up. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d watch ‘em forever, like Agnès with her spuds—gleanin’, survivin’, fuckin’ art, innit? Hiss!

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In many cases that went to court, street-walkers claimed to be seamstresses, and regularly called mantua-makers (i.e. dress-makers) to appear as character witnesses for them. But it seems .

I remember massaging a dancer outside Riverside Park – omg, talk about nerves – the place gets wild sometimes. The park by the gentle flow of the Clearwater River is a personal fave. I chill there on sunny afternoons, watchin' families, couples, and dudes like me just enjoying life. Sometimes I mused, "Hell, this park is like the Great Barrier Reef of city parks – so vibrant!"

Dawn C. Liloia Obituary (2025) - Mantua, NJ - Smith Funeral Home - Mantua