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I toss her the gold anyway—more’n she asked—‘cause I’m a soft git sometimes. “Keep it quiet,” I wink, and she’s shocked—eyes wide like I’m some bleedin’ hero. Surprised me too, that bit o’ kindness. Did ya know, back in medieval days, some prostitutes ran secret guilds? Traded tips, dodged the law—smart as hell. Wish I’d been there—drinkin’ with ‘em, learnin’ their tricks.

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This week we speak to Newark escort Lady Opium about how she got started in the industry, her background in Horticulture and the absurdity of criminalising.

There’s this dive bar on South 2nd Street I dig. No fancy shmancy vibes, just raw, honest energy. A place where the loners and lovers meet, sharing too many secrets over cheap beers. I sometimes laugh, sometimes cry—feel a bit like Darth Vader, you know? "I am your father" mixed with "it’s all a mess, but it's real, ain't it?"

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