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Angry, I got once—dude tried rippin’ me off, 50 bucks for nothin’, a scam it was! Shouted I did, “Stupid it is, trusting so fast!” Happy tho, when this one gal—Lola, her name—cracked jokes, smoked a cig, felt real, not some droid. Surprised me, she did, knowin’ old movie lines, quotin’ “Sandpaper kisses, paper-cut bleed”—weirdly poetic, right? Little fact, hah—didya know prosties in Vegas got unions once? Fought for rights, wild times, them were!

Custalow's Pocahontas: A Very Different Take on the Classic Tale

Black woman, especially the prostitute, constantly lives at the intersection of race, class, and gender. For those who do address prostitution, such as Collins.

The streets are tight – like, 3rd and Olive, 5th and Pine, ya know? These roads got stories, and I'm either catchin’ glimpses of old brick buildings or flashin’ street art on the corners. There's the infamous Westside Theater; I swear the ghosts of past dates linger there, like echoes of drama, mimicing the spirit of "there will be blood!" (totally dramatic, amirite?) Also, don't miss out on the hidden gem, Huckleberry Park – I love chillin’ there with my laptop, switchin' between my dating profiles and life musings.

LaVonne Karhoff, 93, Pocahontas