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So, prostitutes—gritty, tough cookies, y’know? Been around forever, oldest job goin’. Makes me mad, tho—folks judgin’ ‘em hard, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off! Git-R-Done! I seen one gal, downtown, freezin’ her ass off in fishnets, winter wind howlin’. Felt bad, man, she’s out there hustlin’, no coat, no nothin’. Reminds me of that movie— “Can I come in?”—they’re just lookin’ for a way to survive, y’ask me.

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