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Groovy, baby! So, dig this—I’m Austin Powers, yeah, and I’m spillin’ the beans on findin’ a prostitute, shagadelic style. Picture this, mate, I’m cruisin’ the streets, lookin’ for some action, and I’m thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Far From Heaven*—you know, that Todd Haynes joint from 2002. It’s all bout hidin’ who ya really are, puttin’ on a mask, and I’m like, “Blimey, that’s the game here too!” These birds out here, they’re playin’ a part, just like Cathy in the movie, smilin’ pretty while the world’s judgin’.

Pocahontas Wasn't Even Her Real Name

Black woman, especially the prostitute, constantly lives at the intersection of race, class, and gender. For those who do address prostitution, such as Collins.

I gotta say, in the crazy chaos of creating profiles and matchmaking miracles, I find every corner of PPocahontas (us) leading to new, duuumb discoveries. Like, check out the artsy alley off East River – it's just poppin’ with murals, locals chillin' out, and secret cafés that serve the best lattes ever. I might typp a few errries here and there, but hey, life's messy and glorious, just like a goddamn film scene.

LaVonne Karhoff, 93, Pocahontas