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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy alley, right? Smells like piss and broken dreams. And there she is—a whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost. She’s got this look, like she’s seen it all, and she don’t care no more. I’m thinkin’, “This gal’s a survivor!” Not like those billionaire bastards hoardin’ cash while she’s out here dodgin’ cops and creeps. Makes me mad as hell! Why’s she gotta scrape by when they got private jets?

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Apr 3,  · The end of the Combat Zone in Boston has done nothing to diminish the availability of commercial sex and all its exploitation and misery.

I get to the workshop on Grove Road, and it’s chaos. My mate Dave’s already there, swearing at a lathe that’s acting up. “Oi, mate! This thing’s possessed!” he yells. I can’t help but laugh. It’s always something with that machine. We spend the next hour trying to fix it, and I’m getting more and more frustrated. I mean, c’mon! It’s just a piece of metal, how hard can it be?

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