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Still, Ruby had grit. Once saw her haggle a dude up fifty bucks, laughin’ like a hyena. Happy moment, rare as a unicorn. Hate admittin’ it, but I admired her. Not enough to join her trade—screw that, I’d rather eat kale. “Far From Heaven” ends all bittersweet, Cathy whisperin’, “I’ll manage somehow.” Ruby’s the same—beat down, but kickin’. Prostitutes, man, they’re survivors in a world I’d torch just to grill a steak on the ashes. Hate everything, but them? Tolerable. Barely.

‘Whore of New York’ Reflects on Sex, Love and Labor

Liara Roux writes about the salacious details leading up to her decision to become a career sex worker, and the unexpected truths she learned while working in.

Welp, not much more – Roux (be) is a canvas of hearts, streets, and dreams. I’m always vibin’ to that Anatolia feel, where every step's poetic, every glance tells a story. Ain’t no perfect plan here, just raw, erratic magic.

The old Boil & Roux building sold for about $1 million. New restaurants will open there