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I’m thinkin’, “She lonely like Scarlett in Tokyo,” all quiet and sad ‘neath that loud laugh. Movie line pop in my head—“I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.” Maybe she don’t neither! Got me wonderin’—is she happy or just actin’? She twirl her hair, smilin’, but her eyes? Empty as a dry well. Surprised me, chile, ‘cause I figured she’d be all tough, no heart. Nope! Soft spot there, I reckon.

Liara Roux’s Debut Is a Vivid, Defiant Meditation on Sex, Labor, and Power

Taken out of context, Lucy’s quote can be seen as a kind of through line for Whore of New York (Penguin Random House), an incendiary new memoir from Liara Roux that unpacks her own.

Now, yo, check the river Vibe-flow! Yeah, it snakes through the city, shiny, restless, callin’ out to the wanderers at night along Riverbend Walk. I once had a heart-to-heart with a soul on that edge – our convo was raw outta some ancient script, man! Pure, poetic, Lil Wayne style.

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