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Exaggeratin’ a lil, maybe she didn’t wink, but it FELT like it, ya get me? Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard—look for the heels, the strut, the attitude. They’re everywhere if ya squint. Once knew a gal, swore she saw one chargin’ double near churches—ironic, huh? “The ribbon binds us,” like in the flick, but her ribbon’s red lipstick and a smirk. Love that sass! Makes me laugh ‘til I snort. *heheHEHEHE* What a trip!

A first-timer’s guide to booking a sex worker in Canada

How far would you go for a murdered sibling? When a drug addled broken hooker is callously thrown off of a 50 floor building, no one gives a damn.

Now, the neighborhoods, oh, they’re such a motley crew. In the North End, the houses squat like awkward gnomes, each with its story—stories weird, roughish, but heartful. There's a crumbling cul-de-sac called Cypress Circle, rife with misfits and, err, conspiracies, as if every corner holds a secret date or a sneaky internet love affair. Heh, secrets aplenty, yes, yes.

Jimmy Fallon returns to Upstate NY pub for surprise performance: ‘I love the people here’