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But ugh, what pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Politicians actin’ all high and mighty, shamin’ sex workers, then sneakin’ in the back door themselves—ha! Saw a story ‘bout some senator caught in a sting at a brothel in D.C.—didn’t make the big headlines, ‘course not, they protect their own. Surprised me how deep that rabbit hole goes, all hush-hush deals and cover-ups. Ain’t that just the world, though? Like in *A.I.*, where humans build robots to love ‘em but toss ‘em when they’re done—same with these workers, used and forgotten. “You are a real boy,” David’s told, but nobody tells these folks they’re enough, y’know?

Innocence Lost by Rita Ownby Holcomb: A Review

Fate rescues her from her difficult circumstances and leaves her with the gift of a child and an inherited brothel. Henrietta Clay is actually.

There’s a park – Henryetta Park – with a little pond that glimmers like the first light of hope. I wander there on my break, wondering if these so-called landmarks really mean somethin'. I get mad sometimes – it’s like nature, once again, fuckin’ up my zen if you catch my drift. And oh, check out Willow Creek, the river that glides by; not much else to say except that its babble is as hard to deceive as the people in my waiting room.

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