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Great Scott! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there—streets buzzin’, neon lights flashin’ like crazy. I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with that? Back in my day, we didn’t have apps for this crap! You had to, like, *know* a guy. Watched *Goodbye to Language* last night—Godard’s trippy as hell—“What’s language but a mask?”—and I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my espresso, thinkin’ prostitutes prolly got masks too, y’know? Hidin’ who they are, dodgin’ the fuzz.

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In this edition of The Powder Room, we feature Sex Workers from Kadoma who share challenges they are facing in the course of their work.

Feeling like a hero, I head over to the Kadoma City Hall. I’ve got a meeting with some local businesses. But guess what? They’re all late! I’m sitting there, tapping my foot, thinking, “C’mon, people!” Finally, they roll in, and it’s chaos. Everyone’s talking over each other. I’m trying to keep it together, but inside, I’m like, “This is why I can’t have nice things!”

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