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About New York City

So, findin’ a prostitute – it ain’t rocket science, folks! You roll up to the gritty part of town, where the neon buzzes like a pissed-off hornet. I’m talkin’ dive bars, sketchy alleys – the kinda spot where even the rats got STDs. Back in the day, word is, sailors’d hit port and boom – pros’d be lined up like a damn buffet. Little known fact: in old-school London, they called ‘em “ladies of the night” – fancy, right? Bullcrap! They’re hustlin’, same as now.

Finding a provider

This final report describes a problem-oriented policing project undertaken by the Raleigh Police Department (RPD) on the problem of street prostitution in the city.

Oh hey buddy! Lemme tell ya 'bout West-Raleigh – it's just wacky, dude! So, omg, the vibe here is wild and cool. I walk on Fayetteville St, near a big ol’ park called Umstead (um, ye, William B. Umstead State Park is like nature’s cuddle!) and I always think “12 Years a Slave, ain’t it art?” when I stroll on that pavement. I'm a sexologist, so I peek at how people’s hearts and bodies vibe here, and lemme tell ya – it's all a lot of passion and secrets hidden in the alleys, y’know?

‘Cool stuff.’ Converting a Raleigh tunnel into a bridge takes lots of gravel