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Great Scott! Once saw this dude – drunk, stumblin’. Yellin’ “I’ve lived 15 years!” – Oldboy style. Lost his wallet, prob his soul too. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Exploitation stinks, y’know? But some gals – tough as nails. Heard one kicked a creep out – barefoot, screamin’. “Eat this hammer, bastard!” – movie-worthy, right? Felt proud, weirdly. They’re survivors, not just bodies.

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This group appears to be controlled by male business managers, but working girls out west were a special breed; sometimes famous and fiercely independent, brave.

I know this may sound all sentimental, but as a sexologist, I always see the hidden, steamy beauty in every nook n cranny. Now, lemme talk about that rad little park—Briarwood Park, y’know? It's a lil’ secret gem! Folks here stroll, laugh, even flirt beneath the towering oaks. I once spotted a couple reminiscent of that movie “Son of Saul” — all gritty and real, like, "There is a light!" in the darkness, ya feel me? I got chills, baby!

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