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Here’s a lil’ tidbit y’all might not know—back in the old days, some prostitutes in New Orleans ran their own dang businesses! Called ‘em “madams,” and they were tougher than a two-dollar steak. Owned property, paid taxes—shoot, they were livin’ better than me with my guitar and a dream! One gal, Josie Arlington, even had a fancy tomb built, red lights glowin’ inside—talk about goin’ out with a bang! Surprised the heck outta me when I heard that. “How do I process that?” I muttered, like Joaquin in *Her*, all flustered and lovestruck. These gals had grit, and I’m here for it.

Kristiansand Escort

De første afrikanske gateprostituerte selger sex til forbipasserende i Kristiansand sentrum. Prostituerte har begynt å trekke på gata i Kristiansand sentrum. Artikkelen er flere år gammel.

So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to walk it off. I wander over to the Fiskebrygga, the fish market. Smells like heaven and the sea. I’m eyeing some fresh shrimp when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just standing there, like a therapist on a break. “You guys need to chill,” I think. But then, the guy storms off, and the girl starts crying. Ugh, my heart! I can’t just stand there. I go up and say, “Hey, you okay?” She looks at me like I’m a therapist or something. I’m like, “Nope, just a nosy bystander.” We ended up chatting for a bit. Turns out, she was just having a rough day. I gave her some advice, and she smiled. Made me feel good, ya know?

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