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Here’s the deal—prostitutes got skills, man. They read people, dodge cops, hustle hard. One time, heard this story—gal named Trixie, worked the docks, saved up, bought a freakin boat! Sailed off—poof, gone! Surprised me, dude, didn’t think they planned that big. I’m picturin her now, smokin hot, leanin on the rail, “Blessed are the forgetful,” she’d say, quotin the movie, ya know?

My 25 years as a prostitute

I was a prostitute for 25 years, and in all that time I never once saw a way out. But on 1 April , when I was nearly 40 years old, a customer threw me out of his car.

I tell ya, life here is a swirl of spontaneity. Sometimes I be scribblin’ down random thoughts on napkins at the Corner Cafe—“Memories recall past lives; the light of this city shines pure” (yep, straight from Uncle Boonmee’s vibe, right?). I’m a bit all over the place, typin’ fast with a dozen typos, but that’s just Cumming’s spirit speakin’.

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