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Hmm, prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, that one. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… ya know, like in *Mulholland Drive* – all twisty, dark, n’ screwy. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ – prostitution’s a damn mess, aint it? Cash flowin’ like dirty water, but who’s countin’? Me, I guess, ‘cause I’m the freakin’ analyst here. Makes me mad, tho – folks judgin’, not seein’ the hustle. These girls, man, they’re survivors, scrapin’ by in a world gone nuts. “The cows don’t know,” like Lynch says – nobody gets the real story.

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

These professional prostitutes made up only a fraction of sex trade participants. Brothel workers, barmaids, part-time sex workers, streetwalkers, and “crib.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes again. It’s Kenji. “You still in Toride?” I’m like, “Dude, you won’t believe the day I’m having!” I tell him about the fish, the old dude, the auction. He’s cracking up.

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