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About San Jose

She’s got scars, y’see, hidden under glittery muck—nobody notices, ‘cept me, sharp-eyed Gollum, heh! Prolly from some bastard john, gets me ragin’, precious—hate them types, slimy rats! Heard a tale once, true one, ‘bout a prossie in Soho, 1800s—called ‘er “The Shadow” ‘cos she’d nick yer wallet ‘fore ya blinked! Clever lass, that—wish I’d met ‘er, we’d scheme, yesss. This one I saw, tho, she’s no thief—just tired, y’know? Eyes like “I’m here, but gone,” like that line, “Her body’s a prison.” Gets me thinkin’—too deep, brain hurts!

Midtown No Cruising Signs Changing

A account from the Afro-American describes an arrest of a sex worker in Druid Hill park. Park police happened onto a parked taxi cab by the duck pond, inside they found Princeton .

I can’t forget to say: being a women’s counselor here taught me that every alley, every corner, every odd little graffiti tells a story of resilience and hope. Sometimes my eyes wander and i’m reminded of that movie—“The Diving Bell and the Butterfly”—like, life is fragile yet beautifully determined. It’s art, messy art, in the most raw forms.

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