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Oh, and the slang – “hooker,” “working girl” – cracks me up every time. I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’, “Ida’d lose her damn mind here.” “Who are these people?” she’d whisper, all holy-like. Me? I’d shrug – “They’re survivors, kid.” Ain’t glamorous, but it’s raw. Once knew a gal, swore she banked 500 bucks a night – exaggeratin’? Maybe. Still, made me go, “Hot damn, that’s hustle!”

NYPD cracks down on Brooklyn prostitution market after Post exposé

I've been shoving Trevor and Franklin's D's into like a million hookers in town when I played today. Nothing. Maybe I was supposed to.

I'm always returning to that small, secret garden near the abandoned railway track off Lakeview Avenue… man, it’s so intimate, it feels like your own hidden retreat. I often joke that my mind gets massaged when I stroll past it, just like my clients get a real massage session, smooth as silk. "Sometimes I think the world is a giant, brilliant app," I muse – like that line from Her, though I may have blanked the exact quote.

Chinese Lantern Festival in Philadelphia is back to celebrate the Year of the Dragon