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I knew this chick once, Rosie—real firecracker. Worked the streets near my violin shop. She’d strut in fishnets, smokin a cig, laughin bout johns who’d cry after. Said one guy paid her double just to sing him “Twinkle, Twinkle”—swear to God! Cracked me up, but damn, it hit me hard—how lonely folks get. Made me mad too, tho—why’s she gotta sell herself? System’s fucked, ya know? Pisses me off—grrr!

Down and out at Lansdowne and Dupont

Live Prostitution Racket at Lansdowne Chowk, Dehradun. B.J.P Office Nearby But No Awareness??? Shopkeepers Deeply Saddened By Illegal Activities.

Neighborhood vibes vary hard. Westside’s like a warm hug; homes there have gardens, and odd fans of old movies like mine (Pan’s Labyrinth, for real!). Eastside’s more gritty—streets cluttered with graffiti and thrift shops. Sometimes the streets there sound like they’re crying, “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I mean, geez, life ain't always pretty.

Look back at Lansdowne, the Detroit riverfront restaurant owned by Four Tops' Duke Fakir