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Happy? Hardly—grubby hands grabbin’ her arm, ugh. Exaggeratin’, maybe, but felt like slime oozed everywhere! “Words fail,” Godard whispers in my skull. Fail, they do—can’t describe her eyes, deadish. Prostitute life, chew’s you up, spits you out. Old tale, 1800s Paris—courtesans ruled, now? Just scraps.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Fairport.

And dude, I LOVE winding through Carter Ave – street art, hidden bars, and shady corners that whisper secrets. Remember how in Children of Men they said, “The human spirit is indestructible”? Yeah, that spirit hides in every graffitied wall here. I’ve seen indie drag nights leak into my therapy sessions – don't get me started on those epic nights when confessions mix with laughter and chaos. And bro, it's not all roses; not everything is hunky-dory – sometimes I get mad at the constant buzz of tech and noise pollution? Like, seriously, some days it's over the top.

Fairport firefighters knock down chimney fire at Carter Road home