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Oh, and the cops—don’t get me started! They roll by, hasslin’ her, but she’s slick—slips ‘em like a ghost. Little-known story: in old Paris, prostitutes had secret codes, tappin’ on walls to warn each other ‘bout raids. Lola’s got that hustle in her DNA, I swear. She’s a survivor, fam, but damn, it’s brutal watchin’ her fade. “One last hit,” I hear Marion cry in my head, and I wonder—how long Lola got?

Pregnant prostitute explains why she won’t give up sex work

He worked as a prostitute there to feed his drug habit (which eventually killed him) and when he stopped, he put this sign up. Sebastian-Horsley-s-houseMeard.

I’m full of nitpicky opinions, right? Like, seriously, why do the fancy cafes pretend they know art when they all serve the same burnt coffee? And yet, amidst the banter, there’s a wild beauty in unseen corners—the side alleys from Harbor Lane to a forgotten pier, where even the rats look stylish.

Obituary for John W. Sebastian