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Little known fact—didja know some of these gals got code words? Like, back in the ‘90s, cops busted a ring where “coffee” meant a quickie. Hilarious, right? ‘Cept it ain’t when you’re dodgin’ creeps. I asked this one chick—tattooed, smokin’ a cig—how she picks clients. She laughed, all raspy, “If they stink, they’re out!” Smart, I thought. Survival’s the game.

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I ain't one for fancy words, but sometimes I feel like I'm in one of those films, ya know? "I see shades of white material around every corner"—blimey, sounds daft, but it's how I feel, like every day is a palette of harsh hues, and then there's a sudden burst of light.

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