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Found this one gal—*mimes tippin’ hat*—all red lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Got any dough?” she says, smirkin’. I’m like—*mumbles, pats pockets*—“Only bread dough!” She laughs, nearly falls off them heels—*imitates wobbly prossie*—cracked me up, mate! Felt all happy, like when I nail a sourdough. But then—*frowns, kicks air*—some drunk git yells at her, “You’re filth!” Made me mad—*grrr, shakes fist*—who’s he to judge? Ain’t his coffee plantation burnin’ down, like in *White Material*. “Everything’s falling apart!” Isabelle’d say—prossie’s life too, innit?

Chapter 32

On Tuesday night, a host of community groups including the SPRC and the Elizabeth Fry Society are presenting the Photovoice exhibit, which explores sex worker’s experiences through .

I’m tryin’ to wipe it off, and I drop the box. The rat bolts out like it’s in a race. I’m yellin’, “Noooo!” as it scurries back toward the market on Cesta 2. I’m chasin’ it again, and now I’m just a sweaty mess.

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