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About New York City

Here’s a fun lil’ fact—didja know back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris would flash coded signals with mirrors to dodge the cops? Sneaky, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of Candy outsmartin’ the world with a wink and a hustle. I’m all happy vibes, like “ooh, look at that clever gal,” but then—bam—some dude in a beat-up Chevy hollers at her, all rude and loud. Pisses me off! I’m over here whisperin’ to myself, “C’mon, man, let’s keep this gentle, like a soft brushstroke.” But nah, he’s a jerk, and she just shrugs it off—tough as nails.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Our fieldwork fell in areas such as. Auburn Gresham, Lawndale, and Englewood. Many youth went out at night to look for sexual exchange for money; others.

I love strolling down Halsted sometimes in the early morning. The city literally wakes up then. It makes me happy, ya know? My spa even hides some zen-factors there. But then, off in a blink, you stumble on grumpy spots. Like, one time, I got mad when some punk trashed the lawn of our communal garden. Unacceptable, mate. Really got me thinking: “What have we become?”

Man hospitalized after fire in Auburn Gresham